Note to self: Just don't look at yourself while doing downward dog anymore. Just. Don't. No one ever needs to see themselves in that angle, especially not 3.5 mos pregnant.
Take my advice and save yourself from a really bad day. Trust me.
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Monday, February 18, 2013
Hello Second Trimester!
I'm officially in my second trimester! Woo hoo! I gotta say, I don't feel any differently. I'll take that as a sign I've been very lucky and healthy in my pregnancy thus far. While I know I'm getting bigger by the day, I still don't really look all that different and because I've been feeling ok sometimes I feel like maybe I'm not pregnant. There are days I have to look back at the first sonogram pictures to remind myself. Again, I need to remind myself these are good things and I'm very lucky.
This week I go for my second appointment with the midwife. No sonogram this time so I won't get any further "you're still pregnant" confirmations, but I'll get to meet another doctor at the practice and I hope I like her. Everyone there seems really nice but I do get a little anxious thinking about how I may not know the person who will deliver my baby in a few short months. I know they're all doctors and are qualified for the job, but it's kind of weird. I just have to trust the system and know it will all be ok.
It was funny, for the first time today someone said "your baby is showing" and got all excited. I don't think I even realized I was "noticeable" until then. I still don't think it's THAT noticeable, but because she knows and was looking for it, I think it was a bit more visible. Again, I'm still getting use to that not being offensive and it being a compliment.
I read an article today about learning how to love your pregnant body today and I think it really helped. At least let's hope it did!
I surely do hope I can live up to the "you're going to be the cutest pregnant lady" comments, though. It's a tough job but some one has got to do it...
This week I go for my second appointment with the midwife. No sonogram this time so I won't get any further "you're still pregnant" confirmations, but I'll get to meet another doctor at the practice and I hope I like her. Everyone there seems really nice but I do get a little anxious thinking about how I may not know the person who will deliver my baby in a few short months. I know they're all doctors and are qualified for the job, but it's kind of weird. I just have to trust the system and know it will all be ok.
It was funny, for the first time today someone said "your baby is showing" and got all excited. I don't think I even realized I was "noticeable" until then. I still don't think it's THAT noticeable, but because she knows and was looking for it, I think it was a bit more visible. Again, I'm still getting use to that not being offensive and it being a compliment.
I read an article today about learning how to love your pregnant body today and I think it really helped. At least let's hope it did!
I surely do hope I can live up to the "you're going to be the cutest pregnant lady" comments, though. It's a tough job but some one has got to do it...
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Rocking it
Ok whoever tells women a rubber band to keep old pants up is acceptable is lying. I know I'm new to this but I'll say it. I love maternity clothes. Zippers and buttons are evil.
I think most of my insecurities were from trying to make my old clothes fit still. I'm not showing that much, but things fit differently and I knew it.
You spend your whole life using how your clothes fit as a barometer for needing to lose weight or not and people just expect you to be OK with it because you're pregnant. I mean, I get it. I'm growing life and my body will change, and I'm not going to danger my baby, but it doesn't mean I have to be OK with my changing body right away.
That being said, putting on maternity pants was a daily reminder that I'm pregnant and my body is changing for new reasons. I know it sounds silly, but it's working for me. Speaking of working it... I mean, c'mon!
I think most of my insecurities were from trying to make my old clothes fit still. I'm not showing that much, but things fit differently and I knew it.
You spend your whole life using how your clothes fit as a barometer for needing to lose weight or not and people just expect you to be OK with it because you're pregnant. I mean, I get it. I'm growing life and my body will change, and I'm not going to danger my baby, but it doesn't mean I have to be OK with my changing body right away.
That being said, putting on maternity pants was a daily reminder that I'm pregnant and my body is changing for new reasons. I know it sounds silly, but it's working for me. Speaking of working it... I mean, c'mon!
Sunday, February 10, 2013
AsparaWHAT?!
So anyone who knows me knows my very vocal love for asparagus and it's effect on my pee. Well I had asparagus with dinner last night, granted, not a lot, but my pee did not smell! Unlike most people, I was appalled! Did the baby steal my asparagus pee or was the asparagus I had bad? I've never EVER had asparagus not make my pee smell. What gives?!
Friday, February 8, 2013
Patience is a virtue... I don't have
I need to keep reminding myself that I don't want to rush my pregnancy along. While I want to savor all of the aspects of my pregnancy and to enjoy this phase of my life, I'm also notoriously impatient. I mean, I tried to be born 4 months early for cripes sake.
Anyhoo, I just found out today that we won't be able to find out the gender on our little bean until April. APRIL! That's so far! I knew we weren't going to be able to know until 20 weeks, but apparently I did my math wrong. I know that means we're halfway so I really shouldn't rush it. I'm already deciding on a gender neutral nursery because I like it, not for any other reason, so it's not like finding out will do anything more than fulfill my need to know. But still. I kind of need to know!
I just need to slow myself down, focus on the things I can know and handle now and stop looking into ways to figure it out early. Patience Goldfried, patience.
Anyhoo, I just found out today that we won't be able to find out the gender on our little bean until April. APRIL! That's so far! I knew we weren't going to be able to know until 20 weeks, but apparently I did my math wrong. I know that means we're halfway so I really shouldn't rush it. I'm already deciding on a gender neutral nursery because I like it, not for any other reason, so it's not like finding out will do anything more than fulfill my need to know. But still. I kind of need to know!
I just need to slow myself down, focus on the things I can know and handle now and stop looking into ways to figure it out early. Patience Goldfried, patience.
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Thank heaven for fashion
The sock bun has literally revolutionized my idea of a summer pregnancy. This thing with a headband and maxi dress and I fear no baby bump or hot days.
Today is a good day!
Today is a good day!
Week 11
The past week has been a real roller coaster (a phrase I'm sure to overuse for the next few months) of emotion and well-being. Earlier this week I was a bit sensitive to people's reactions about our "news" both good and bad. Then my hormones got the best of me and prevented me from being a good friend because I couldn't get over my own shit. Then my dad and my sister both had baby dreams, which got me excited, but then I ate some soup that made me feel like dying. On a more positive note I slept through the night last night for the first time in oh so how long. Head hit pillow around 10 and I woke up with a start at 6am and had no idea what time it was. Squinting at the clock I was SHOCKED to find out it was 6am. I honestly can't remember the last time I didn't wake up at least once during the night. Twice lately. While I'd like to say I feel wicked refreshed I'm tired as hell still. Thanks for taking all my energy. Baby.
While my appetite, bowels and general mood has been up and down I have to say work is going really well lately. At least I think so. Tomorrow is my 7 month anniversary here and I feel so much more established and confident in my knowledge of the company, our products and the technical aspects of what we do than I did even last week. I'm amazingly thankful things are going well so quickly (it took me 9 months to stop having panic attacks in the bathroom at my last job and about 2 years to feel really confident in my role) especially now when I have to plan an extended leave for the first time in my professional life. Granted, it won't be happening for a while, but I look forward to where I will be in my role and how I will be perceived in the company by this summer and my 1-year anniversary. I'm genuinely happy and grateful for the work I do and the company I work for. I can't even imagine what pregnancy would be like if I were under the stress or reign of fear I experienced at my former employer during this time in my life. I feel I can really do and have it all here without sacrificing much in the way of work and life. I'm really truly blessed in that aspect.
Speaking of work, I have a real love/hate relationship with the resident pushy mom (PM) at work. She's definitely a hammer when you need a fly swatter, but sometimes, if you sift through the "you must" or "you need to" type of advice, there's actually a few good nuggets in there. In my hormonal state it's definitely hard to take sometimes, but after a particularly delicious brownie today, I actually enjoyed a conversation with her about daycares. Although then she decided to point out she doesn't see us as "x daycare parents" when I was strongly considering x daycare. Interesting. I try not to read into it too much but overall I think her intentions are pure, she's just a bit aggressive for her own good sometimes.
In general, people I work with have been really lovely. This morning's locker room pre-yoga was filled with congratulations and words of sweetness.
"You don't look pregnant at all!"
"You are going to be so cute"
I only hope I don't turn them into a bunch of liars! We're at almost 12 weeks and I'm only up 2-3lbs (depending on the day and time. I'll vote for the measly 2lbs!) so far and most charts say you can safely gain 5 in the first trimester. With only 3 weeks to go, I think I'm ok with where this is going. Let's just hope the weight gain stays this way.
So far, the weight gain has been one of the hardest things to deal with. Now that I'm out of the habit of drinking wine nightly, it's not as bad as it first was. I mean, I love a nice glass of wine with a great dinner, and I think that will always be tough, but really knowing I am going to gain weight no matter what I do is a really odd concept. My body is no longer fully my own to control and do with what I want. I'm constantly considering how many calories I'm getting in (too little? too much?) and where they're coming from. On days I'm not feeling great I can easily go all day without ingesting a vegetable. I honestly feel so guilty about it! I need to remind myself I'm doing the best I can and that's why prenatals are so important. They help supplement what I can't get in a day even though it's obviously best to get it from food too. But sometimes I can really only stomach rice with soy sauce or toast. Its funny to think that at a time when I can't control how much weight I will truly gain in the next few months, I don't recall a time I think more about what I'm eating and what goes in my body. I guess in the end, I'm really more concerned about what goes in the baby's body, but it has to go through me first, right?
As we gear up for a big snow storm this weekend I can only hope I have the opportunity to go cross country skiing with my birthday skis for the first time! I've had them almost a month and we haven't had the snow to use them! Hopefully the 2 feet we're slated to get will be as excited for me to leave sweet tracks in it's face as I am to do it.
While my appetite, bowels and general mood has been up and down I have to say work is going really well lately. At least I think so. Tomorrow is my 7 month anniversary here and I feel so much more established and confident in my knowledge of the company, our products and the technical aspects of what we do than I did even last week. I'm amazingly thankful things are going well so quickly (it took me 9 months to stop having panic attacks in the bathroom at my last job and about 2 years to feel really confident in my role) especially now when I have to plan an extended leave for the first time in my professional life. Granted, it won't be happening for a while, but I look forward to where I will be in my role and how I will be perceived in the company by this summer and my 1-year anniversary. I'm genuinely happy and grateful for the work I do and the company I work for. I can't even imagine what pregnancy would be like if I were under the stress or reign of fear I experienced at my former employer during this time in my life. I feel I can really do and have it all here without sacrificing much in the way of work and life. I'm really truly blessed in that aspect.
Speaking of work, I have a real love/hate relationship with the resident pushy mom (PM) at work. She's definitely a hammer when you need a fly swatter, but sometimes, if you sift through the "you must" or "you need to" type of advice, there's actually a few good nuggets in there. In my hormonal state it's definitely hard to take sometimes, but after a particularly delicious brownie today, I actually enjoyed a conversation with her about daycares. Although then she decided to point out she doesn't see us as "x daycare parents" when I was strongly considering x daycare. Interesting. I try not to read into it too much but overall I think her intentions are pure, she's just a bit aggressive for her own good sometimes.
In general, people I work with have been really lovely. This morning's locker room pre-yoga was filled with congratulations and words of sweetness.
"You don't look pregnant at all!"
"You are going to be so cute"
I only hope I don't turn them into a bunch of liars! We're at almost 12 weeks and I'm only up 2-3lbs (depending on the day and time. I'll vote for the measly 2lbs!) so far and most charts say you can safely gain 5 in the first trimester. With only 3 weeks to go, I think I'm ok with where this is going. Let's just hope the weight gain stays this way.
So far, the weight gain has been one of the hardest things to deal with. Now that I'm out of the habit of drinking wine nightly, it's not as bad as it first was. I mean, I love a nice glass of wine with a great dinner, and I think that will always be tough, but really knowing I am going to gain weight no matter what I do is a really odd concept. My body is no longer fully my own to control and do with what I want. I'm constantly considering how many calories I'm getting in (too little? too much?) and where they're coming from. On days I'm not feeling great I can easily go all day without ingesting a vegetable. I honestly feel so guilty about it! I need to remind myself I'm doing the best I can and that's why prenatals are so important. They help supplement what I can't get in a day even though it's obviously best to get it from food too. But sometimes I can really only stomach rice with soy sauce or toast. Its funny to think that at a time when I can't control how much weight I will truly gain in the next few months, I don't recall a time I think more about what I'm eating and what goes in my body. I guess in the end, I'm really more concerned about what goes in the baby's body, but it has to go through me first, right?
As we gear up for a big snow storm this weekend I can only hope I have the opportunity to go cross country skiing with my birthday skis for the first time! I've had them almost a month and we haven't had the snow to use them! Hopefully the 2 feet we're slated to get will be as excited for me to leave sweet tracks in it's face as I am to do it.
Sunday, February 3, 2013
Oh yeah
The Mr must have been reading the baby books because I got an unsolicited back rub AND foot rub last night and this morning.
This is the greatest thing ever.
This is the greatest thing ever.
Saturday, February 2, 2013
And so it begins
My belly is starting to round out and I'm officially up 3 pounds since this adventure started. I know they approximate around 5 in the first trimester but darn if I'm not fully ok with gaining weight yet. I have about 2 weeks left in the first trimester which mean I can/should gain about a pound a week. Again, so not ok with this yet.
It's the winter home stretch (kind of) so everyone around me is starting a workout routine and losing weight and I need to come to terms with the fact that I'm just not at that point in my life right now. And that's ok.
In an effort to not blow up or get out of control, I've been trying to stick to my workout routine. Yoga, Pilates and/or spinning 3-4x a week depending on my energy level and workload. I didn't have time for Pilates this week and its somewhat mild out today (10 degrees with no wind) so I'm going to make an effort to take pup on a nice long walk. Lets hope we can make this happen!
It's the winter home stretch (kind of) so everyone around me is starting a workout routine and losing weight and I need to come to terms with the fact that I'm just not at that point in my life right now. And that's ok.
In an effort to not blow up or get out of control, I've been trying to stick to my workout routine. Yoga, Pilates and/or spinning 3-4x a week depending on my energy level and workload. I didn't have time for Pilates this week and its somewhat mild out today (10 degrees with no wind) so I'm going to make an effort to take pup on a nice long walk. Lets hope we can make this happen!
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