disclaimer: low quality mac-book photobooth pictures are included with reading this blog. some days they just come with the package. i won't complain if you don't. deal? deal.
here is my first trimester post, finally. i've had it written out for a few weeks now but i never got around to taking [crappy] tummy pictures for it until today. now that i'm almost 16 weeks, instead of barely 12 weeks when i actually wrote my first trimester wrap-up, i've become much older and wiser and have decided to scrap the paragraphs upon paragraphs of monotonous summary i originally planned to inflict on you. categories and bullet points? psh, who has time for that. not this guy.
but in all honesty, when i read over everything i had written i realized this pregnancy can be summed up very easily: it's going great! i'm a little afraid to say this just in case i have to eat my words later, but it's been really quite easy. i hardly feel different and when i do i feel better. i haven't suffered from any sickness or nausea and i get to eat yummy, healthy things all the time. i've only gained about four or five pounds since my super low diet weight of 123 [you know, when i was on a hard core diet and then mysteriously stopped losing weight. you owe more for that, squirt]. by about week ten i was no longer feeling super tired and sleepy all day and i've had loads of energy ever since. i can stay up a little later and wake myself up early enough to get lots of stuff done before work. it's very exciting, especially since there's so much to get done [yikes...]
the only negative pregnancy symptom i've had so far are a bunch of blasted headaches. they happen about every other day, hurt from the back of my neck all the way to my forehead and temples, last all day long and only go away when i sleep and sometimes not even then. i'm actually hoping we're past the worse of them by now, the last couple days they've been less severe. i just drink lots of water and wait it out. they can't last forever!...right?
as for this tummy of mine, i think some of that bump is finally baby as opposed to just shilah-chubbys. he's supposed to be about five inches long now, at least, and my uterus is roughly the size of a grapefruit. so yesh, i should probably have a tummy. although, unless i've just eaten a cow, which i do often, i still don't feel like i look much bigger than when i started. i'm looking forward to when i look actually pregnant instead of just chunky. cause then i'm going for the maternity pants. yessir! no more rubber bands for me soon [seriously, awesome trick, you should try it].
oh oh oh! i had a weird pregnancy craving a while back. but only for like a second and then i was like, ew that sounds gross. i wanted peanut butter real bad but i remembered we were having hamburgers for dinner. so i wondered what if i put peanut butter on my hamburger :O only for a second, mind you, and then it was gone. when i told craig about it later so we could laugh about it he promptly decided it was the best idea ever and went home and put peanut butter on his burger. best husband ever. he gave me a taste. it was pretty delicious. man, i'm smart.
some days i can barely grasp that soon i'll have a baby. some days i really don't feel like i can wait until february. some days i'm so nervous! craig isn't scared or nervous one single bit, just like when we got married and i was a bundle of nerves and he was calm and excited and pretty much inhuman. i'm so happy every time we get to see this baby and every time he's still doing so well and growing so big. so far everything about him is perfect, all of my test results came back completely negative and i've seen him developing all the things he's supposed to have later! you know, fingers, toes, a head... i am SO excited for september 19th when we can see if he's really a boy or not, and get more pictures of his cute little self. i want an ultrasound machine. how much do you think one costs? i don't need anything too fancy, i just want to watching him kick around in there all the day long.
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