You know the drill...

Yup! 12 weeks! That's 3 months, one more week and 2 days until I'm in my second trimester. Bring it on amazing energy levels and lack of nausea! I'm ready for you!!!

Want to see something weird? Every time I eat toast for breakfast I have to eat it like a mirror. It's very strange, I do this until I finish it.

Talk about a balanced breakfast.

So this week was Thanksgiving! I am thankful that I have made it to twelve weeks, for the amazing reactions of my family when we told them the news, that Chris had an interview last week and may have the job he's been looking for for over a year, and for the health of everyone I know. I ate too much, as always, and we were able to visit with both of our families and announce our good news. I'm announcing to the world at large later this week after our next u/s. I'm strangely nervous about it.

I've been feeling slightly better otherwise, less nausea, a little more energy and less naps. I have had more back pain, and I bought a bunch of maternity pants. I don't know why everyone doesn't wear maternity pants, they are pretty comfortable. Elastic waistbands people! What more do you need? I'm gaining weight faster than I'd like to, but what do you do. If you can't gain weight now, when can you?? I have been able to poop more regularly and work out a bit more (YAY!!!).

My biggest cravings have been real hot chocolate (with steamed milk and chocolate syrup) and bean burritos. I LOVE bean burritos.

Because you haven't heard about them in a while, Traxx and Daly are doing very well. They are happy we are home for the long weekend, Traxx is sitting on my lap as I type. It's great to have them around and I'm so glad that they've been so healthy lately too.

Until next week!

11 weeks

I'm pretty self-concious sometimes. I kept thinking "what if someone stops by, reads this blog, and all they see is a bunch of week by week pregnancy updates?" So I was worried that maybe I should stop, that maybe I shouldn't be a crazy week-by-week mommyblogger. But who cares, right?! These are my memories and my weeks. If I don't write them down I'll never remember them.


Anyways.


I've made it to 11 weeks. I think my risk of m/c is extremely low (knock on wood here) now. We're telling the family on Thanksgiving and making it public the week after that. I have an NT scan to see if the baby is showing any signs of downs or Trisomy 13/18 on the 2nd. I'm nervous about the scan but excited to see the baby again. I want the scan mostly for the ultrasound, but I am totally a planner too. I do want to know if there's something I should be preparing for. We'll just hope for the best though.


I cannot wait to be out of this first trimester. I just can't completely shake the nausea - and it's all day....morning sickness my ass. The fatigue has gotten quite a bit better but still isn't gone. Work has been tough, I'm supposed to be working a ton but am only getting in about 45 hours a week. Only, I know, but really the guilt of not working more is huge. Blech. I spend a lot of time now searching etsy for nursery ideas. I kind of like fox themes, owl themes, and I saw a little red riding hood picture that I would love to base a room on. I suck at decorating though - so we'll see how the baby's room turns out!


My birthday was awesome. Totally relaxing, full of family and food. Just what a girl wants on her 30th birthday. My mom made me an amazing brunch, which involved breakfast pizza, baked french toast, and apple cider. Oh, and cake of course!

10 weeks - keeping up!

So so exciting. Heard the heartbeat on a doppler at last Fridays appointment. My midwife had some kleenex out to wipe off my stomach afterwards and had to hand me some to use for my eyes. It was amazing. Still up and down sickness and tiredness wise, but a little more up than down over the last week, so hopefully I'm feeling better! I bought a bella band this week - which is basically a giant tube top that holds up your pants...so you can secretly unbutton them and not have to buy new pants. You gotta spend money to save money.


Not much else new to report. My 30th birthday is coming up on Wednesday - WEDNESDAY! As Chris says, you're gonna be old. I thought this birthday would really bother me, and it is going to be really weird to say "I'm 30", but I'm ok with it. These are going to be exciting years, and I always think you need to enjoy where you are, and not worry about trying to be younger. So Happy Birthday to me! I can't wait for cake.

9 weeks - Shiny! New! Improved! Yet, Old! and the Same!

So despite the fact that I haven't even posted any of these yet, so nobody out there could be bored, I am totally bored with that list of questions! Seriously, the repetitiveness and the questions that I won't be able to answer for another 6 months? I can't even come up with snarky replies to them.

I'm late this week - 4 days late posting. I've been exhausted, run down, fatigued, running on zero. I have been lower than I ever thought my body could go. And yet? What a week! We had an ultrasound last Monday. And check out this picture of a picture of a fuzzy somewhat gummy-bear baby! Complete with a heartbeat!!! A heartbeat you guys!!! I'm tearing up right now just thinking about it. Hi Baby!!!

Lots of ups and downs otherwise, I had a couple of days I felt great, and then many that were not so great. My favorite food is still a Jimmy Johns #13, no mayo, no avocado, with sauce and extra tomatos on wheat. Oh yum. And I love milk.

Unfortunately I have barely been able to work out. Walks and yoga have been all that I can handle, and even those are too much sometimes. I'm out of breath quickly, I start to feel sick and lightheaded if my heart rate gets too high, and it just doesn't work. That is one of the most frustrating parts, and considering all the food I've eaten, my pants have already gotten tighter, and a couple pairs have been thrown into the cannot wear pile....my poor, poor pants!

We told Chris' mom this week. It was awesome. She cried, then Chris, Joe, and I started crying, and my nephew was wondering what the heck was going on. After being clued in he promptly stated that he would prefer a boy to play with. I reminded him that if it was a girl, it would be my daughter, and therefore the coolest girl in the world.

Whatever you are kid, you will be loved. I can't wait to meet you.