This recap will probably be mostly for me to come back and read down the road when I don’t remember any of these details. Our first positive pregnancy test occurred on 05/06/12, and I was 4 weeks 3 days (4w3d) along. On this day, we planted a tree in our backyard! It was a burr oak tree that PK’s grandparents had given us and the timing just worked out perfectly that we could plant this tree on the day we found out that I was pregnant! The tree is only about 6-8 inches high, so we’re hoping that this tree will start to grow big and strong, as long as Ranger doesn’t mess with the wire mesh we have around it to protect it from him!
That following weekend we were headed on an extended weekend vacation with PK’s family. So on our way we drove through Austin and told my folks before heading down to Port Aransas. On our vacation we told PK’s immediate family and then even saw my grandparents in Corpus and told them. Within the next few weeks, we told the rest of the grandparents and our community group!
My first nauseous day was 05/21/12 (6w4d) and I only lasted a little over a week before filling my first prescription of Zofran (anti-nausea drug prescribed from my doctor) on 05/29/12 (7w5d).
We had a nurse appointment on 05/24/12 (7w0d) where we got a bunch of information and watched an informational video from our doctor. Then our first doctor’s appointment and sonogram was on 06/07/12 (9w0d). At that appointment our baby measured 8w4d, heartbeat was 175, measured at 20mm and due date determined as January 13, 2013! After this appointment, we told more extended family and friends.
We received so many kind notes, cards, emails and gifts! My sweet friend, Emily, even gave me an awesome anti-nausea kit filled with all sorts of goodies!
In June and July, we attended two family reunions and started to spread the news even further. We even discovered that one of PK’s cousins is a labor & delivery nurse at the hospital where we will deliver, so we got lots of inside scoop and will even get a personal tour of the hospital!
Alright, let’s talk mental, emotional & physical. Mentally I’ve definitely suffered from the {brain drain} as my doctor called it. Particularly when it comes to numbers and dates, which I’m normally pretty quick with. So my sweet husband of course thinks this is hilarious and will continually test me on my math skills. This had been going on for a few weeks and then it got really embarrassing when I tried to tell my doctor that my baby was due in 2012, not 2013. Woops. That’s when she proceeded to explain the {brain drain} and how all the blood is leaving my head and headed south.
Emotionally: most of the time I felt pretty normal, except for every once in a while when I get so tired of not feeling good that I throw a pity party for myself. Most of the time, PK just bears the brunt of the pity party, maybe my mom and a close friend too.
Physically: ugh. I feel like I could write an entire book on feeling crappy all the time and how to poorly handle it. Long story short, I’m still taking Zofran every day. I feel some version of crappy every day. I eat an average of 3 bananas a day. It’s a constant struggle between not being too hungry and not being too full, which normally means about 18 small snacks a day to keep something in my stomach at all times. The last 8+ weeks have totally changed my relationship with food. I can look at a food and tell you that after I ate it how I would feel afterwards and how many minutes it would buy me until I needed to eat something again. I feel like I am just trying to eat enough to survive…eating to live, instead of living to eat. See what happened there? I just threw myself a little word pity party. Trying to remember this verse every time I feel crappy and I start to throw myself a pity party…
2 Corinthians 12:9-10 “‘My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.’ Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.”
My favorite quote so far has been from my Nana who said, “My doctor used to ask me 'How do you feel outside of being pregnant?’ And that kinda cut down the complaints, I guess.”
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