First Trimester and Road Trips

**Disclaimer: If you don’t like to read about puking, or you’re currently eating just go ahead and skip this blog post**

Morning sickness is really common for most women.  I started dreading it and anticipating when it would kick in since we found out I was pregnant.  My sister had terrible morning sickness, and I was just waiting for my turn.  Lo and behold, it came and it conquered me.  It’s not that big of a deal if you’re home, and within close distance to a bathroom…but it’s definitely not fun when you’re driving.

Paul and I have gone to Tallahassee multiple times while I was going through morning sickness.  We’ve gone for work (I work in office about once a month), and we’ve gone for football games.  I’ve learned to keep a plastic bag in the glove compartment, and Paul has become an expert at pulling over on the highway or heading to the closest exit.

Our last few trips, when I was thinking that my morning sickness was pretty much over, it reared it’s head on our drive home.  It’s miserable.  It makes the drive so much longer, and seriously you’re either puking in a bag, swallowing it (yes – this happened… and then it made me puke again), or begging your husband to pull over.  If you say TMI – you can’t say I didn’t warn you.

So this is my PSA: if you’re ever pregnant and experiencing morning sickness, do not plan road trips during your first trimester…

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Do I Need a Reason?

People aren’t kidding when they talk about pregnancy hormones… Holy smokes.  I think when all of this is said and done, Paul might throw a party.  Bless his heart, he’s so good at dealing with my crazy right now.  I think I’m starting to get more even keeled, but there was a while when the tears just came for whatever reason… Reasons like:

  • There was a little boy (probably 3 -4) running past our table at a restaurant, and I cried.  This was right after we found out I was pregnant, so I just kept saying, “We’re going to have one of those!”
  • We ran out of cheese… and I cried.  I struggled finding things I could eat during the first trimester, and the doctor recommended cheese and crackers.  One night before we went to bed, I started feeling sick again.  Paul said I should eat some cheese and crackers, and when I went to the fridge we were out of cheese.  Cue waterworks. Paul literally just looked at me and laughed… what else was he supposed to do?
  • My shorts were too tight, and I cried.  I was about 6 weeks pregnant, and I got dressed for Paul and I to take the dogs on a walk.  When I put on my shorts, I immediately started crying, “It’s too early for my clothes not to fit!”
  • The little girl in the wheelchair dropped her pom pom, and I cried.  Okay this probably would have had me crying if I wasn’t pregnant too.  We went to the Giants vs Jaguars game, and during halftime a bunch of little girls came out to do a dance with the “ROAR” of the Jaguars (seriously?  We can laugh at the name later… so dumb). There was a little girl in a wheelchair, and when I first saw her I was so glad she was there, but about 30 seconds in, she dropped a pom pom and she couldn’t get it.  She starts crying and NOBODY around her picked it up!  Finally about 30 seconds before the end of the dance, someone ran onto the field and handed her the pom pom.  At that point, she was too upset and just kept crying, and I cried right along with her.

It doesn’t take much these days to trigger tears, and I think if I had Paul make this same list it would be even longer.  These are just the ones I can remember off the top of my head.  I should go buy him some beer… or at least give him a big hug and kiss.

Well Now that it’s Out There…

About 2 weeks ago, Paul and I officially announced that we are going to have a baby!

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I think that also means I can come back to the blog world…I mean seriously, I am not a super private person and that was the hardest secret I’ve ever had to keep!  Every time I thought about a new blog idea, it included pregnancy! So now that it is out in the open, I’m back 🙂 I’m also going to answer the typical questions that have been bombarding me since the announcement!

How far along are you?  13 weeks 6 days

When are you due? After our last appointment, our due date was moved from June 23rd, to June 16th.  Let’s be real though, a due date is an estimate, and this baby is going to come on it’s own terms (we are just praying the baby is full term when it does!).  I’m just planning for the baby to arrive sometime in June.  I’m also already expecting the baby to share a birthday with SOMEONE in our family…

  • Uncle John Kelly – June 2
  • Father in Law – June 5
  • Paul – June 9
  • Nephew, Jackson – June 11
  • Uncle Al Wynsma – June 14
  • Auntie Paige Wynsma – June 16
  • My cousin, Brett – June 20
  • Me – June 24
  • Auntie Mel – June 26

Do you want a boy or a girl? To be entirely honest, Paul and I have just been praying for a healthy baby.  We will be thrilled either way, but with that being said I think I am leaning towards girl.  Not at all because I wouldn’t love a little boy (for years I’ve always said I wanted to have a boy first), but because a little girl would be so close in age to the girl cousins on BOTH sides of the family!  How much fun would that be?!

  • Kennedy – May 26, 2012
  • Reese – November 10, 2013
  • Juliana – February 21, 2014

Were you trying? At this point in our life, I don’t think this particularly matters one way or another.  To answer the question, yes.  Every month when I peed on those dang sticks (and there were a LOT of them), I was hoping and praying for a second line to appear.

When did you find out?  October 6, 2014.  Paul and I had just packed up and moved from Tallahassee to Orlando, and we had been in our new house for a total of 2 weeks.  Of all the months we were trying, this is the 1 month that I was not expecting to see a positive test.  With everything that was going on with our move, I just figured we would count this month out.  There was no particular reason for me to test, aside from the fact that my temperature spiked for the second time during my cycle (I was using a basal thermometer to help determine ovulation each month).

How did you tell Paul? So while we were trying, I had all these super cute ways of telling Paul we were having a baby.  I used to think of them, and look ideas up all the time.   When push came to shove, I didn’t do anything cute.  Paul came home from work that day, and I asked him to come sit down on the couch.  At that point, I showed him the test (mind you the line was SUPER SUPER faint!).  At which point, we also decided we weren’t going to be excited yet.  Since the line was so faint, we were worried it maybe was a dud.  The tests I was using were super cheap from Amazon, because I was peeing on way to many sticks every month, and our bank account would have hated me if I would have used drug store tests.  So I proceeded to pee on about 5+ more sticks that day, and then every day for the next week.  At which point, I decided they couldn’t all be duds!  So we spent about a week walking around talking about the pregnancy saying “IF you’re pregnant…”

Have you been sick?  Yes, the last two months have been pretty miserable.  I think at one point I even told Paul we aren’t doing this again, but I am definitely seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.  I only feel sick now when I wake up, and if I let myself get hungry.  As miserable as it’s been though, I am actually really glad I was so sick, because that seems to have been my only real symptom.  It was reassuring to me, especially since we didn’t have our first ultrasound until 12 weeks.  I knew as long as I was still getting sick, our little Junebug must still be hanging on okay 🙂

I think that about sums it up 🙂 Is it June yet??