November 30, 2011
My first doctor’s appointment is tomorrow. Well, actually it’s really just an
appointment with a nurse to confirm the pregnancy and go over family
history. Aaron’s coming with me. I figured it would be best to have him join –
after all, the baby is half his, so they probably want his family history
too. It’s so weird, until the doctor
confirms it, I’m having a hard time believing it’s real. I have this irrational fear that I’ll show up
and they’ll do whatever test it is they do and then say “what are you doing
here? You’re not pregnant!” I even took a second home pregnancy test
today to double check that I still got the same result (yes, I did).
But then, I think about the symptoms that I am already
experiencing, and there really can’t be any doubt (even without the double
verification of the hpk). I have a new found
super human sense of smell. It’s amazing
(both in a good and a bad way)! I walked
into the bathroom when I got home tonight and noticed a funny smell – turns
out, it was Aaron’s mouth guard sitting in the denture cleaner he uses every
day. That has been the same situation in
our bathroom every day since he got the mouthguard 3 years ago, but now, all of
a sudden I can smell it!
I’m not getting full blown morning sickness yet. But I have found that if I am not constantly
eating, I get a little queasy. My hour-long
commute in the morning is really not fun – so this morning, I made myself a
protein shake and sipped it the whole way, and I was fine. Triscuits are my new best friend! I just eat them throughout the day, and that
helps to stave off hunger. Speaking of
hunger, the most uncomfortable symptom I have right now is sudden, extreme
hunger. I’m not really used to feeling
hungry at all, so this one threw me a curve ball. But it seems like if I don’t eat every hour
or so, I get super crazy hungry – hungry to the point of nausea and
shakiness! This is where the triscuits
become my best friend.
The most annoying symptom is the exhaustion. It’s 10pm as I type this, and I can barely
keep my eyes open. I usually go to bed
around midnight, and wake up at 6.
Lately, it’s been more like fall asleep on the couch around 9:30 or 10
and then wake up at 5. From what I
understand, all of my symptoms are only going to get worse before they get better. Lucky me!
December 4, 2011
I went to the gym for the first time since finding out I was
pregnant today . . . and it felt good! I
was so relieved! I’ve been so exhausted
and hungry that I was terrified that 15 minutes into the elliptical, I would
want to pass out – but I didn’t! I did
get more tired than usual by the end of my 30 minutes, though – but nothing I
can’t handle. Oh, and Aaron came with me
to the gym. Ever since we found out,
he’s been trying to eat healthier and get more exercise. The running gag is that as my waistline
expands, he wants his to contract. J
We had our first doctor’s appointment last week . . . well,
it wasn’t actually with a doctor. It was
with the intake nurse. She weighed me
(on a scale that looks like the scales at the vet, I might add – not exactly a
comforting feeling, considering that I know I will be getting much bigger over
the next 9 months!), and took a family history from both Aaron and I. Then she sent us down to the lab for
tests. I had to chug a brightly colored
glucose drink that tasted like Gatorade and then wait an hour for blood
tests. I’ve heard of the glucose test
before – they use it to test for gestational diabetes, but from all my friends
who have been pregnant, that test usually comes much later in the
pregnancy. Perhaps they wanted to get a
baseline to see if it changes? They took
about 8 vials of blood from my little arm!
Now I know why I am not allowed to donate blood! 8 vials from a person as small as me is a big
deal. I was super delirious as Aaron
took me out to dinner at El Torito to help me recover.
My first appointment with the real doctor is December
20. They’re going to do the first
ultrasound at that appointment . . . just in time to get extra prints for the
parents for Xmas presents! I really
can’t wait to tell my mom. I just want
to be able to talk to her about all these early symptoms and compare notes with
how she remembers it being for her. I
want to complain to her and have my mommy make it all better! Holy bejeezus – that’s going to be me
eventually! I’m going to be the mommy
that makes it all better? Does that
wisdom get imparted magically?
And . . . now I’m hungry again. Off to get a snack.
Thanks for sharing your doc appointment and early experiences with us. I remember feeling exactly the same way. Not really morning sick, just sick if I didn't continually munch. Oh and the fatigue! That was the worst! It gets better in the second tri, but then worse again in the third.
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