Pop! Goes the Belly

Pop! Goes the Belly

I went to Massachusetts over the weekend to see my family and friends. I haven’t seen most of them in over a month. They all seemed to be in agreement that I finally look pregnant. I think my favorite quote was: “wow you look way bigger in person than in the photos.”


Hahaha I know what they meant. Also, the day I went up, little man moved into a weird spot up higher than he had been before and it made my belly really pop. It also made it much harder to feel him move, which made me sad. No worries, the next day he moved again and I could feel him like crazy again.

I’ve been feeling really good. I stopped taking Diclegis over a week ago and so far so good!! My skin has cleared quite a bit. I was really self conscious about that so I’m glad it’s finally getting better.

I’ve been loving food, but still not gaining too much. Dr said I should gain about a pound a week for the rest of my pregnancy. I don’t think I gained a pound last week, but I’m trying to eat more (good) calories this week so we will see. I’m not overly concerned about my weight, I think it’s fine, I just want to make sure little man is getting everything he needs. That’s ALL I care about.

Every week that goes by is making me anxious. I don’t feel prepared enough! I’ve researched all the pre-baby classes at Yale and am signing up for the July and August classes soon. I’m going to do the child birth class, breast feeding prep class, and CPR at Yale and maybe some others at my Yoga studio. I want to absorb as much knowledge as possible!!! If you’ve got suggestions on classes you found really useful, let me know!

21W+4D – Baby is the size of a carrot

Oh Sweet, Naive, Pre-Pregnant Me

Oh Sweet, Naive, Pre-Pregnant Me

Before I got pregnant, I had all of these ideas about how pregnancy would be, and how I would be as a preggo. I was thinking about some of it today, and at only 18 weeks, SO much is already different. It gave me a laugh, so I thought I’d share.

Pre-Pregnant Me: I’m going to eat super healthy when I’m pregnant and obviously 100% organic.

Pregnant Me: Brownies have eggs in them so that’s basically a breakfast food right?

Pre-Pregnant Me: I’m going to workout every day when I’m pregnant. I’ve read it makes delivery easier and you bounce back faster after.

Pregnant Me (at 4pm): I’m just gonna take another nap and then maybe I’ll think about changing out of my pajamas.

Pre-Pregnant Me: I’m creating this secret Pinterest board of adorable maternity outfits because I still want to look great every day.

Pregnant Me: If mens sweat pants and Target t-shirts are wrong, I don’t want to be right. Also, f*** showers.

Pre-Pregnant Me: When I get pregnant, I’m going to appreciate every second and be so thankful that I was able to get pregnant and never ever complain about any of it.

Pregnant Me: Ugh, people do this MULTIPLE TIMES?! Are they nuts?!

Hahaha OK, you get the idea! I will say that the past two weeks have been really good. I’m feeling so much better. I have energy. I cleaned my whole room and closet yesterday (that may not sound like a big deal but I haven’t cleaned it since I got pregnant because I’ve felt like absolute garbage). Showers stopped making me feel dizzy and nauseous so I’m somewhat enjoying them again. I’m already starting to forget how bad the beginning of the first trimester was, so maybe in a couple weeks I’ll look back on this post, written wearing my UHA sweats and a Target tee and feel like a completely different person wrote it.

Or maybe it will be 90 degrees and humid and I’ll have found something new to complain about! HA.


Sweet Hallelujah!

Sweet Hallelujah!

I’ve been nervous to say it out loud, for fear of jinxing it, but it’s been about a week now, so I think I’m in the clear… my nausea is nearly gone as long as I don’t miss meals; my appetite has returned (How many brownies is too many?); and my energy is back. YAY!

I went to my first prenatal yoga class yesterday and it was awesome. Not just the yoga, but the community. The women in the class are great and supportive and totally open-minded. There are women from 13 weeks to 34 weeks in the class. Some on their first, some on their second pregnancy. Some planning natural births. Some with scheduled c-sections. Some will be breast-feeding. Others plan to formula feed. And everyone is respectful of everyone else’s decisions. Outside of those walls, there’s a lot of judgement, but inside there’s none. It’s such a treat. I can’t wait to go back next week! (If you happen to be in Southwestern Connecticut, I’m going to Mother’s Embrace Yoga)

18W+3D – Baby is the size of a sweet potato

Pork Chop

Pork Chop

The second trimester has officially begun! I’m always hungry, but still suffering from food aversion. Nothing is appetizing. Nothing, except pork chops. Weird? Probably. It’s not really that I’m craving them, but that nothing else sounds good. If I don’t have protein, then my nausea gets worse. Other than peanut butter, pork chops are the only protein that sounds remotely appealing. As a result, we’ve nicknamed our little guy pork chop. We don’t have real names yet, so it’s nice to call him something other than baby that actually has meaning for us. Keep growing, pork chop!

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14W+0D – Baby is the size of a lemon

Bye Bye First Tri

Bye Bye First Tri

In a few short days, I’ll enter my second trimester. Technically speaking, 13 weeks and 3 days pregnant is one third of the way through pregnancy. It’s a bit of a cheat, since the first two weeks were before conception, so I’ve only really been pregnant for 11 weeks and I’ve only really felt pregnant for 7 weeks. But this is a marathon, not a sprint, and I’ll take small victories where they come. They tell me I’ll start feeling better anyyyy day now. Still waiting on that. While I wait, the last week has brought a NASTY side effect of pregnancy. One I’m lucky to say I’ve never had to deal with until now, but ohhhhh am I dealing with it now. Red, painful, cystic acne all over my face. Don’t tell me, oh I can’t even see it. It’s horrific. I wear pounds of make-up anytime I leave the house and I’m told there’s nothing I can do but wait it out. Lucky me. Hopefully only a few weeks of this left, they say it should ease with the nausea, by week 16. Just another gift, courtesy of whacked out hormones. Isn’t pregnancy magical?!

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13W+0D – Baby is the size of a peach

How Much Peanut Butter is Too Much?

How Much Peanut Butter is Too Much?

I don’t think my child will have a peanut allergy. If it weren’t for peanut butter, I think I would starve. On the other hand, I think I may be at risk for scurvy. I can’t remember the last time I ate a vegetable. I do know that it has been in the weeks, not days. Oops. My midwife tells me that baby is still being fed by the yolk sac for a little longer, so it’s not like I’m keeping baby from getting nutrients and vitamins. But I should probably find a way to start getting them myself, because scurvy doesn’t seem like fun.

I hate sweet foods and some of my usual favorite things, like gummy bears, fruit snacks, and basically all candy. I like sour things, like lemonade and frozen lemon popsicles. Anything that even looks like a tomato gives me heartburn and the smell of cooked eggs makes me GAG. Not the best for someone who raises chickens for eggs, huh?

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11W+0D – Baby is the size of a lime

Bloaty Bloat Bloat

Bloaty Bloat Bloat

I took my first weekly progress photo today. It looks like I have a baby belly. I don’t. I’m just so bloated every time I eat. Then every morning when I wake up, my belly is flat again. The Diclegis is working and it’s letting me eat a little, but I still hate most food. We took Erik’s mom out for her birthday breakfast this morning, so before I took this picture, I had eaten scrambled eggs, bacon, and home fries. And it shows.

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10W+0D – Baby is the size of a prune