Extreme fatigue. I have never been more tired in MY. ENTIRE. LIFE. The first 3 months are over and I am over the freakin' moon. Now I just get to watch my belly grow, feel my pants get too tight and let tears fall during commercials.
There were days when I laid in bed saying to myself, "Okay, I'll shower at 8am." 8 would come and go, then 9 came, sometimes 10...I'd drag myself to the shower and feel complete bliss as the water drops hit my swollen body.
I was reminded how crappy you feel, when you eat crappy. There were slim to no veggies. A few strawberries and lots and lots of carbs. Waffles, bread, crackers and Zevia Ginger Root Beer. Lots of gluten free cereal, Purely Elizabeth's granola and a few sausage biscuits. It was like an animalistic craving that I couldn't satisfy with my normal nutritious foods.
Exercise?! HA! I laugh at that. A few walks when I could drag my butt off the couch, a few barre and yoga classes, but for the most part, my bed and my couch were my besties.
People would ask me, "HOW EXCITED ARE YOU?"
I was excited, but it was more like, wrapping my head around the idea that a little pumpkin was growing inside my belly. It's still crazy, because I'm not even 4 months and haven't felt little flutters/kicks, but I know he/she is inside.
I keep thinking I'm still not old enough to be pregnant. (I'm 31). I know I am old enough, but I still feel like such a spring chicken!!
Thanks for being my friend here.