In early February Jarod and I found out we were expecting our 1st baby!!!
I’m 15 weeks today and wanted to start documenting weekly so that I can look back and remember my first pregnancy.
It’s funny how much has changed in such a short amount of time. Jarod and I have been together for over 12 years and have always talked about having kids, we have had a million different names picked out, discussed how we would raise them, but the actual thought of being pregnant I couldn’t wrap my head around. Almost all of my close friends have kids, and if they don’t have more then one they are dying to have another. This was just crazy to me, how were they doing it and making it look so easy. I thought it was one of those things people didn’t really want to tell you the truth about because if you really knew you wouldn’t be so eager.
When me and Jarod finally decided to “try” (which I laugh about- all it means is your having sex more and around a certain time of the month) I was nervous but realized there wasn’t going to be a perfect time. Looking back it was a perfect time, we had been together 12 years, married 4, owned a home, had jobs, and was over the stressful year after my dad and Nona passed and my mother was in remission. It only took 4 months and it sounds so soon but after the first few months of negative tests, periods, and ovulation kits letting you know you don’t ovulate?? 4 months was like 4 years. And now that I’m pregnant all my worries have kind of gone away. I’m so happy to be having a baby with Jarod that I don’t think about anything else.
Me being nervous about giving birth and being pregnant just isn’t an issue and although I think about it, its turned into more of our plans then our worries. Don’t get me wrong I get frustrated with myself! when no one lets me help move something, when I want sushi, or a margarita (better yet a beergarita!) when my clothes don’t fit, boobs look like I can feed the city, when I wake up at 2 am and have to pee and the again at maybe 5, and now that I’m in the awkward stage of…is she pregnant or did she eat one to many crispy crèmes?? but hey I guess it come with the territory.
The 1st trimester was a lot of getting used to. Around week 6 I started to have morning sickness in the form of all day nausea and fatigue along with crazy food aversions. All seemed to subside around week 11 so I have to say I’m pretty lucky I never threw up or had it any longer. I lived off of Bagels, cereal, chicken pot pie (weird?), any kind of cracker, ginger chews, and preggie pops.
I can finally say that other than chicken salad (first thing that made me want to heave at week 6) I don’t have any food aversions really and have even had coffee this past week. Sometime I do make something and when I see it don’t really feels like having it anymore or it doesn’t look like what I was picturing in my head and not feel like eating it or the worst just not knowing what you want.
As for cravings I cant really say that I have anything major. One thing that stands out is that I don’t crave sweets like I did before I was pregnant. If we go out for ice-cream I get a slush? this is so unlike me because I can honestly say ice-cream was my favorite food and biggest weakness.
I haven’t been crazy about the things your not supposed to eat and do. I got an awful cold in the first few weeks and refused to take anything. After that I had an infection for a few weeks and took antibiotics and Motrin. I realized I was doing more harm and stressing the baby by not treating myself then being anti-medicine. I have also eaten goat cheese, had a turkey sub, at some prosciutto, and let my heart rate get above 140 bpm and we are doing just fine. I don’t do this regularly by any means but I’m not driving myself up a wall with restrictions.
A new things for me is the constant doctors appointments and microscope on you. If you have something wrong they will find it when your pregnant. After my first ultrasound I found out a have 2 cysts on my left ovary which have to be monitored every few weeks. Ones growing but they don’t seem concerned so I’m not. Another thing they found after routine blood work was that I have low platelet counts. After they went lower again they referred me to a hematologist and so now I go there once a months to be monitored. I may have something called Idiopathic thrombocytopenic purpura (ITP). My hematologist isn’t concerned and there isn’t anything I can do anyways so again I’m not concerned. I don’t care for the fact that where I go, Commonwealth Oncology-Hematology, is the same place my parents went for caner treatments, I was a bit freaked out at first doing blood work next to someone getting chemo, but I feel comfortable knowing I’m closely monitored.
And finally a picture…..
I don’t have any pictures from the first 12 weeks, but here is a picture Jarod put on Facebook to announce he’s going to be a dad. This is me at 13 weeks and our ultrasound at 12 weeks.
I feel like in just two weeks my belly has changed so much! I will do a 15 week update this weekend but wanted to get all of the other ramblings and announcement out first.
We couldn’t be happier or more excited!!! 
