Pregnancy Update: 1st Trimester
I found out I pregnant at the beginning of December 2016. We had been trying to conceive, albeit for only two months, so I knew there was a chance I could be pregnant, but I was still shocked when I saw the positive sign appear.
Oddly enough, the night before, I had a vivid dream in which Adam and I were babysitting a baby boy of about 8 months. He wasn't ours, but we were chasing him around the house, laughing and trying to figure out what the heck we were supposed to do with a baby! Then, I woke up feeling very crampy and expected to get my period that morning. Instead, I got a positive pregnancy test! Since having that timely dream, I had a hunch our baby was a boy.
I was thrilled but also stunned. So much so, that I went out and bought about six more pregnancy tests, just to be sure. Not surprisingly, they all came back positive as well. Giddy, I lined them up on the bed to surprise Adam when he got home from work. Needless to say, he was equally thrilled.
The next few days were spent sharing the news with our immediate families and a few close friends. This will be the first grand child for both of our parents, and we're the first of our friends to have a baby as well, so everyone was on cloud 9.
But then the symptoms kicked. It's funny how someone who you love and want so much can also make you feel so incredibly terrible! At about 6 weeks exactly, I had terrible nausea and food aversions, which were my worst symptoms by far, lasting until about week 13.
Nausea and Vomiting: The nausea kicked in out of nowhere one morning when I drank my morning smoothie, hopped in the car, then proceeded to throw it up on the side of the road. Over the next several weeks, I experienced some nausea most days. It was often worst in the morning, but really any time of day was fair game. And, I got sick every few days too. Eating something starchy regularly was key to keeping the nausea at bay, but even that wasn't foolproof.
Food aversions: The term "aversion" doesn't do what I experienced justice. This was more like food repulsions, as in most of my favourite foods disgusted me in a there's-absolutely-no-way-I-can-eat-this way. The worst culprits were chicken, eggs, fish, and most veggies.
Cravings: While I didn't have cravings per se, my diet for the whole first trimester centred around what I could actually stomach, namely, bagels, crackers, and fruit. Basically, if I could have carbs, I was good to go, though even some pasta dishes, if they were too flavourful, made my stomach turn. While it was a good excuse to enjoy bagels more regularly than I usually do, having them for two meals a day got old after a while. I'm sure glad to be nearly back to my regular diet.
Bleeding Scare: I know implantation bleeding is common for a lot of women, but I still freaked when I saw a little bit of pinky-brown blood after using the bathroom one afternoon around 6 weeks. Adam and I went to the ER where they did a blood test and scheduled an ultrasound for the next day. Thankfully, everything was fine, and I we got to see our sweet little babe for the first time. He was just a tiny bundle of cells at that point and we had no idea he was a boy yet, but seeing his heart beat was so special. A few days days later, the bleeding got worse, and once again, I panicked. Back we went to the ER where they kindly repeated the same process, once again confirming our baby was just fine. The bleeding lasted until about week 9, and hasn't returned since.
Breast Pain: I had some minor breast pain and nipple tenderness on and off during the first trimester, but it was nothing compared to the nausea and food aversions.
Mood Swings: Despite crying on one or two occasions over minor issues, like the fact that a snow storm prevented us from attending a party, overall I've felt like myself, emotionally, for most of the pregnancy so far. Mood swings weren't one of my main symptoms. Adam agrees ;).
Worrying: While I was ecstatic to be pregnant, as soon as I found out I went from worrying that we wouldn't be able to conceive to worrying that we would lose the baby. I'll admit I am still anxious regularly, but getting to the end of that first trimester was a relief.
By the time the 12th week was over, I was so ready to let everyone else in on our little secret. And, it was good timing, because right around the 13 week mark, my regular jeans suddenly didn't fit, seemingly overnight!