BabyZ – The First Trimester Recap

Note: I promise all my posts will not be this lengthy. I have many weeks to catch up on, so thanks for reading anyway!

How can one possibly explain what it’s like to find out you’re pregnant for the first time? I’d say it’s a lot of “squeee” mixed with “no f*ing way” paired with “Ohholyshit, what did we do* added to a lot of “WOW. Just WOW.” And yeah, that doesn’t do it justice at all.

In all honesty, when we looked at the first (wishy-washy) results it didn’t seem 100% real yet. I took another one a few days later and that one, too, seemed to mock us with its vaguery. Two lines? More like one line yelling that I’m pregnant while the other one just phoned it in. I called my doctor the next business day and scheduled an appointment for what they believed would be about the 8 week mark.

BabyZ - First Trimester

Test Two: I don’t see two lines. I see 1.15 lines. But the left side is QUITE ADAMANT that I’m pregnant.

Up until that first appointment, you start to analyze EVERYTHING that is suddenly different about your body. For example:

Don’t mind me… if I have to clutch my boobs for dear life when I walk down stairs because ohmygod they hurt so much. Husband, don’t even think about touching them. And forget running, because OWTCH. The boobage pain was constant.

Don’t mind me… if I have a super-powered nose. I could tell you about asking to move to a different restaurant table because I was seated right next to the bar – and a bar mat on the floor that reeked of sour, fermented remnants of beer. (Gagged.) Or the time I sat next to a person on a flight who brought two giant takeout containers of some Asian cuisine that smelled exactly, absolutely positively like rotten, dirty bean sprouts. I fought back nausea for the entire flight and cursed her for just letting it SIT THERE for hours and not even having the decency to eat it. But on the other hand, it’s kinda cool to sit at the airport gate and be able to identify in your 10 foot vicinity what people are munching on without looking. (To my left, some kind of nachos. To my right, fried chicken. Somewhere behind me, pizza. Over there, french fries.) I’ve become part bloodhound. Neat.

Don’t mind me… if I’m superfuckingcranky in the morning. You all know how much I love my coffee. And not only did I wean myself off coffee before my doctor told me I’m allowed to have 1 cup a day, but I’m also going through waves of queasy, icky stomach things up until the moment I eat something. I didn’t matter what it was that I ate, but I needed food immediately or nobody around me was happy. Once I ate? Way better.  As for coffee? I still miss it. I’ve tried decaf but my heart just isn’t in it. It seems like nature’s cruel joke to take away the coffee AND quadruple the tired factor. Speaking of.

And finally, don’t mind me… if I yawn 24/7 and wish for my bed all day long. I’m historically a terrible napper and that has unfortunately not changed. I think I took two naps in the whole of my first trimester. But you guys, this is a level of fatigue that no one warns you about. And I know all you moms out there are saying, “oh, just wait, it gets worse”, but bear with the rookie who is just awed by how exhausted she is all the time. It’s crazy.

The world looked and felt different once we took those tests, too. Suddenly babies and pregnant women were everywhere I looked. I wondered how long my pants were going to fit. I worried already about gaining too much weight. I felt a twinge of guilt with my extreme gratefulness that I wasn’t physically sick once. When we went to the movies, I was so accustomed to splurging on a rare Coke with my popcorn that I forgot I should be limiting my intake of caffeine until I’d consumed a lot (oops). I questioned whether I’d be the type of woman who adored being pregnant or if I’d be the type that despised it. Verdict is still out on that, FYI.

But then the day of our first appointment arrived… and it changed everything. It’s one thing to experience the symptoms and see the pee-on-a-stick results. But it’s far more of an impact to have that first sonogram. There it was – a little blob on a screen within shades of black and white – and someone telling us that was our tiny human. Jersey held my hand and shared the amazing moment that changed our world. When that little heartbeat whooshing filled the room, it was everything. And more.

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Proud Papa already.

Proud Papa already.

Till next time,

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BabyZ – The First Trimester Recap

10 Responses

  1. I’m teary reading this. In Nordstrom. People prob think – “oh there’s an emotional prego.” Yeah well guess what world? I love my MOH and I am so stinkin happy for you guys. My heart is full.

    Netstr May 30, 2015 at 6:04 pm #
    • Don’t make me leak, too! Love you so much, Netstr. So happy for you guys, too… and I canNOT wait to see you soon. xo

      50Peach May 30, 2015 at 6:10 pm #
  2. So exciting!! I hate when people say just wait and stuff like that. As for the tired, I found the first trimester tired way different from the next 8 years tired. When I was first preg I fell asleep in my dinner one night. Now I have this extended weariness where I am sort of zombie-like. It’s different. Either that or I’m too tired to know what’s happening 😉

    Michelle Longo May 30, 2015 at 7:36 pm #
    • Michelle! This is one of many reasons why I love you. You get it about all the comments and opinions. Next time I’ll just write that I’m f’ing tired and leave it at that! :) I hope your dinner was soft if you wound up wearing it. I look forward to sharing zombie stories with you. Xo

      50Peach May 30, 2015 at 8:14 pm #
  3. OMG, Peach! Once again (and I’ll keep saying it) I am so.gosh.darn.excited for you! This is the BEST time. You explained all of it perfectly. And? This post actually wasn’t long enough. xoxoxo

    Melisa @ Accidental Runner May 30, 2015 at 11:58 pm #
    • Haha, thanks Melisa! It’s not easy to be succinct with so much happening! :)

      50Peach May 31, 2015 at 11:15 am #
  4. Nice post! Lots of lols.

    Russ May 31, 2015 at 11:03 am #
    • Not nearly as many lols as if you’d written it… But that would be weird if you knew what it felt like to be pregnant. :)

      50Peach May 31, 2015 at 11:15 am #
  5. People saying “just wait, it gets worse” about pregnancy exhaustion makes me want to hit them. Other things that fall into this category: “pregnancy is the most magical time of your life, enjoy every minute of it,” (sometimes it’s not, and I don’t) “As soon as you hit 13 weeks you’ll feel great!” (it took me 7 weeks after that to feel marginally human and another i weeks to feel what could marginally be classified as “good”), and my absolute favorite, “are you ready for you life to change completely forever and ever?” (way to give the pregnant lady some extra anxiety, amiright?”

    In all seriousness, I’m thrilled for you guys, and that picture of your man with those ultrasound pictures just made my morning.

    Samantha Brinn Merel June 1, 2015 at 10:03 am #
    • Sam, seriously, you could write one hilarious blog about your PPPs – Pregnancy Pet Peeves. I wish you would! :)

      50Peach June 1, 2015 at 7:13 pm #

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