I've been feeling kind of bleh all week. Guess it goes with the territory and all, but the complete lack of energy is annoying. There's so much I want to be doing and I just can't. Don has been doing all the dinners lately, bless him, as I am glued to the couch and can't move... baked potatoes seem to be prominently featured. The only way to not be queasy is to eat. For me, being constantly, simultaneously nauseous and hungry is a new experience, not one that I'm particularly enjoying. I'm also a bit worried about all the eating, because I really, really don't want to gain too much weight. Partly because I don't want an enormous 10-pound baby complicating the delivery. Partly also because I know myself, and I know that if I gain 60 pounds this year, it ain't coming off without a lot of effort. I'm not very good with effort, so I'd rather try to gain only the recommended 20-35 pounds.
Knowing how much worse it can or may get is not making me feel better... I keep having thoughts like "this may be just the tip of the iceberg...", "I'm not even 8 weeks along yet" (when The Books suggest that the worst part of "morning sickness" really hits) "I'm not even throwing up, what if that's next..."
I'm so exited to be pregnant, and really looking forward to the next year. But I'm kind of wanting to fast-forward through the next 6 weeks or so...
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For a long time it seemed to me that life was about to begin--real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way, something to be gotten through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, a debt to be paid. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life. This persective has helped me to see there is no way to happiness. Happiness is the way. So treasure every moment you have and remember that time waits for no one. (Souza)
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I'll be praying for you ...
Don't worry. This too will pass and much more quickly than you thought possible. If you haven't had morning sickness by now you probably won't. You just need to take it a bit easier and try not to fret. I know, easy for me to say! I wish you the best.
Thanks ya'll! I don't think it's quite prayer-worthy though b/c it's more annoying than terrible, but I appreciate the support!
Ben, I had an incredibly disturbing dream with you in it. Let's just say that you are NOT ALLOWED to deliver my baby for any reason, and don't tell me you're a doctor because I know that you are not.
I didn't start throwing up until I was about two-three months along...and it went until month five, but that was me. Just know that if it does get really bad, there is medication for it, which I had to take because I was going to end up hospitalized for dehydration if I didn't. And please, whatever you do, don't worry about the baby not getting enough nutrition. No matter how much you throw or get sick, the little hobbit is getting all of it's nutrition from your body...the doctor will then only worry about making sure YOU are getting enough to make up for it all! (that's why you get sick if you don't eat...it's a weird mind game, but just remember that you are having to support TWO people now)
And exercise once you get your energy back. Once I was able to stay awake during the afternoon again, I walked with Jordan and Trubs almost everyday and did some prenatal yoga at night. Not only did I feel better mentally, but it really helped keep my energy level up and I think is the main reason why I'm only 10 lbs heavier than when I got pregnant.
*VERY IMPORTANT*
If your doc or nurses try to chide you for not keeping to the "ideal" WHOLE pregger weight gain of only 18 pounds... IGNORE THEM. I left almost every appointment in tears because of the whole weight issue, only to be told after I gave birth (and lost 25 lbs doing so) that it's really just a guideline. Also, that fucking 18 lbs was thought to be ideal circa 1945, and by a man...who would never know what goes with the territory of pregnancy. I forgot his name, but Dr. Dumbass pretty much sums it up. :)
Pregnant and Proud! That's the way of it, and remember that you are creating a life, so eat woman! And sleep, and be worshiped like the Goddess you are!!!
Thanks, Amanda. I think the next two-three weeks are going to be the litmus test with this one, either I'll be sicker or better. This whole weekend I've felt great but it may be a temporary reprieve, I don't know.
I'm surprised that your doctors would hassle you about weight gain since you started off so slender and petite... it seems to me like you could handle putting on a lot more than average? Unless they were concerned *because* you were petite? I don't know.
I wish I knew why I got so much crap...but I kept getting told to lay off the donuts and Hagan Das (to which my sharp reply was that I don't eat either one). I later found out that because I am so petit, too large of a baby would complicate delivery and that usually comes from gaining too much weight. Well, never mind that all the men in my family (and Jordan's) are over 6 ft tall, and I'm only 5'4"...so it wouldn't matter if I didn't gain an ounce! ha!!
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