David and I found out we were pregnant way earlier than most. You can thank my boss for that. He told me on a Monday that I was pregnant. My response- "excuse me?". Especially since I was cramping, breaking out, and my emotions were off the chart. I just thought my period off of birth control was going to be really bad, like they were before. Fun fact- my boss told his wife she was pregnant with both of theirs and has predicted several friend's pregnancies. So, of course, he had psyched me out. I ran home after work and immediately took a pregnancy test. Negative.
I had been waking up at 5 am every morning for the past month and going to the gym. I was super proud of myself. Out of nowhere, Tuesday morning, I just could not get out of bed. This continued the rest of the week.
I continued cramping, breaking out, and being an emotional mess the rest of the week. The weirdest thing happened on Wednesday. I wanted Sweet Tarts more than anything on the planet. I left work, walked to the gas station, and returned with Sweet Tarts. So weird! I don't even like candy!
Friday morning, I caught a wiff of something and felt like I was going to puke. I ran upstairs and squeezed the four drops of pee I had in me out onto a pregnancy test [TMI? Sorry.]. A minute later, there were two lines, faded, but they were there. I ran downstairs and basically threw the test in Davids face...while he was eating breakfast- oops. I had planned to surprise him, but I was beyond excited. David was super excited as well. We had no clue it would happen this fast. So I think we were both shocked, but excited.
I wish that I had started this sooner. My sweet friend Meredith announced her pregnancy earlier than me. We are due 11 days apart. So excited! But I read her blog and immediately wished that I had kept track of everything better. So, here is my summary of weeks 4-12. Pregnancy is totally awesome, I mean you're growing a human inside of you for goodness sakes! But it does not come without exhaustion, nausea, moodiness, food aversions, etc. to the extreme!
Weeks 4-8 I felt like I got hit by a truck. All that I wanted to do was sleep. Starting in week 5 or 6, I became extremely nauseous and hated all food. ALL. OF. IT. Which was the worst thing ever. I love food! I love pasta! I love potatoes! Not anymore. I can't stand them. Pasta makes me want to puke everywhere. The smell of ketchup is horrendous, and ground beef is a no-no. I remember David getting frustrated because we were trying to grocery shopping and every idea for dinner he had I quickly shut down. That week we discovered Goldfish and white cheddar popcorn. My saving grace[s].
Week 5 we had an ultrasound! Our sweet baby was just a little peanut. [Fun fact: this early in the pregnancy, it is not an ultrasound on your belly. That's right- they go inside. So not comfortable. Especially while the push on your insides to try to get a closer look at baby.] We were confirmed that everything was good, and there was only one baby in there [whew!]. There's not much to see here...but it's still exciting! My brother asked if the baby was hiding in the blue haha.
Weeks 9-10 I think I literally ate popcorn and goldfish for every meal. I also really liked the potato soup from Kneaders! Tomato sauce and ground beef were especially bad. They had me gagging in a matter of milliseconds if I smelt them. Week 10 I got this little burst of energy, and to be honest it kind of scared me! My fear was that I lost the baby and my body was going back to how it used to be. However, that was not the truth- far from it! My body was finally getting used to all of the new hormones- praise Jesus!
Week 11 We had a doctor's appointment and got to hear the heartbeat. Best thing yet! Our sweet baby's heart rate is 156 bpm. I ready that baby's range from 110-160 bpm, so we have a good, strong, fast heartbeat going in there. David and I left for a weekend away in the mountains- which was so needed and so fantastic. We rented a cabin in Estes Park and relaxed, hiked [well attempted], and walked around town. Apparently just sleeping for 8 weeks and sitting on the couch, as well as growing a baby, does not mix well with physical activity haha. I was huffing and puffing for about 30 minutes before I called it quits and we headed back to the cabin to watch Texas Tech play some football. For the rest of the weekend, I just kind of felt off. I can't describe it, but I know that I did not feel normal or good. The rest of the week was met with morning nausea...oh the joy.
Week 12 started off with a bang. We hopped on a flight to Nashville to see my step-sister marry the love of her life. It was such a fun weekend! We hung out with my mom and step-dad, brother and sister-in-law, and step-brother and his cousin and wife. I was exhausted to say the least the whole weekend. Saturday started off nice and relaxed as we ate breakfast at the hotel then headed off to walk around Broadway. We went in a boot store [smell overload], a candy shop [again, smell overload], and wound up at a bar to eat some lunch and watch the TCU game for my step-dad. We got to sit in this cool lounge all by ourselves with our own TV, couches, and even corn hole. David and I barely beat my brother and step-brother, but victory was ours. After about an hour and half there, it was nap time for me. I fell asleep in a chair. Go figure, you're not allowed to sleep in a bar. The manager will lose her bananas. So my brother woke me up and all the "kids" headed downstairs to play some pool and ping pong. We encountered the "world's most intense ping pong player" while there and let him play my step-cousin while we all snuck out. Then it was really nap time. Sunday morning was the wedding and it was so beautiful! We are so excited for Marlo and Thomas. After the wedding we went back to the hotel, napped and watched football, then headed off to the airport. We ate dinner in a restaurant there [the group agreed it was yucky food]. Well, I tried to eat. Nothing was good to me so I ate two chicken tenders and a potato skin [well rounded meal right]. Well, I officially no longer fit comfortably in my jeans, so leggings it is. I haven't had time to do any shopping, and won't until...Black Friday [kill me]. But momma needs pants and tops.
Wow! If you read this far, I seriously commend you. Tomorrow is officially the start of Week 13- woohoo!
