First, I must say that yesterday, it was like love was raining from the internet. Marcus and I are both just beyond touched by the well wishes and offers of advice and assistance. We will be taking advantage of all of them.
Also, to whoever added me to the Jewish mom group on Facebook, thanks a bunch. It’s sort of like Mindy Kaling’s Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me? and the answer is yes, yes, they are and now I can join that party.
I probably could have put all of this into one post, but now that I’m not busy “pruning” blog content to keep this Baby M-sized secret, we’re just going to have… a lot of stuff to discuss. I present to you some answers to some questions.
When did I find out?
May 18. So, basically right away. One warning sign was the huge Perkins breakfast I had eaten four days prior in its entirety. Exhibit A: the breakfast.
No regrets. Also that waffle maker I bought the same night.
The other symptom was breathlessness. I was sitting at my desk at work and was winded and I thought to myself…something has changed. I took a test as soon as I got home from work and that was it.
How was first trimester?
Honestly, not bad at all. My biggest symptom was (and continues to be) insomnia. I also feel like one of my left glute muscles is separating from my tailbone. It’s worse at night, no it’s not sciatica.
From weeks 6-8, I had awful aversions. There was a point where I could not think about the food I was about to consume, the food I had just consumed, or any other food, really. There were two terrible days of nausea, one day of actual barfing, and one week where I really only wanted to eat french fries.
How is Marcus?
Excited! He was reading a pregnancy book for fathers and got through the chapter about preterm labor complications and birth defects and then I told him he wasn’t allowed to read that book anymore. He also asked if we could take a class on diaper changing and baby CPR so, I need to pull out the Amma brochure that Park Nicollet foisted upon me and get us signed up for those things.
Will we find out the sex?
No. That’s between the little critter and God.
How is running going?
Great. I’m still running three miles a day, five times a week. I’m really hoping to run the Twin Cities 5K in October, though that will probably be around the time that I have to start phasing out running. I also want to take a moment to pour one out for yoga and core work because those were the first (and only) casualties of insomnia. When you are only sleeping ~4 hours a night, you’re just not going to roll out of bed bright and early to open your hip flexors or attempt crunches in five different positions.
4.8 pounds. So that seems pretty normal.
Um, no. These are early days still. I did buy a few maxi dresses (my God, so comfortable) and a few pencil skirts from Target a size up with stretch fabric.
Nothing really consistently. There was one point probably three weeks ago when I went on a shopping binge at the grocery store one evening for things containing calcium. The initial mission was just for pudding pops, but clearly that expanded. Exhibit B: my basket.
I have also become a worshipper at the church of peanut butter toast for breakfast. No shame in that game.
Am I going to do a weekly update?
No. In keeping with the idea that The Blog Is An Internet Scrapbook, I cannot imagine myself wanting to read a 40 week blow by blow of my pregnancy in one year, much less five. That being said, I’m sure I’ll write about it quite a bit since, you know, this is a big part of my life right now. I just think that it will all flow more organically. I guess you’ll just have to keep reading!