So far, it's all lies....

For years, I've heard how pregnancy is the greatest time of a woman's life.  The mysterious "glow" that women experience during pregnancy.  How you feel the best in your entire life. 

So far, I call bullshit.

Now let me just clarify, I am not complaining about being pregnant.  It's a dream come true and I cannot wait until the baby is here.  I'm so excited.

The symptoms that come with pregnancy, however, is so far not a fun thing to experience.  I'm tired.  My boobs are killing me.  I feel like I don't know myself half the time because I feel super crabby because of my hormones.  I'm nauseated almost every waking moment.  Now, this had improved with Zofran, and I'm keeping food down, but I'm back to the nausea.  Smells set it off really intensely as well.  I can't stand the taste of coffee.....seriously tastes like I'm sucking on a rusty penny.  (And no, I've never sucked on a rusty penny to KNOW that's the same taste, but for argument sake, we'll just assume it tastes how I imagine).  I get hungry so often, but when I eat in a matter of bites I am asking "hmm.. am I about to puke or just have nausea right now?"  I'm up 3-4 times a night to pee so I'm super tired during the day.  Again, I'm so happy that we have created this little miracle that is causing all of these symptoms, but surely I am allowed to whinge about the symptoms at some stage without sounding ungrateful for the life I'm carrying?  I feel guilty at times for it, but I know I'm NOT complaining about the baby.. just the symptoms I am having. 

Yeah, yeah.  I know this is the beginning of the end for me for a full nights sleep.  I've heard all about it from every expert woman whether or not they have ever conceived/gave birth.  I'm not saying some of the advice hasn't been awesome or helpful.  But literally everyone has had advice to give.  A STRANGER the other day over heard me talking about something at work and decided to give her two cents as well.  Of course I smile and say "oh that's great advice, thanks for that".   

I will be 10 weeks on Wednesday.  I am hoping that means I only have a couple weeks of the miserable symptoms ahead of me.  I can easily see why people only have one child.  I know they say that once the baby comes you forget all of these things, and I can't wait for that.

In other news, I am participating in a blog challenge for Expats in February.  Here's the link but I'll upload the challenge calendar as well.  Now, those of you who have followed my blog for a bit, I can HEAR the laughter.  We all know very well my follow through on challenges... or LACK of follow through I should say!  And chances are, with only ONE free pass / get out of jail card, I will fail this challenge.  There are actually prizes up for it based on comments on the blogs and such, but I'm doing it more for a way to get back into blogging.   Hey, at least it's the shortest month of the year???? lol

Click here to see the blog challenge

Long time, no blog!

So, I have totally slacked at blogging.  I've been so busy with work in preparation for accreditation (that was today - and went AWESOME!) that the last thing I have really wanted to do is touch a computer or look at a computer screen when I get home from work.

The holiday's all came and went down under.  The weather was nice and we had a nice Christmas/New Years.  We did find out on Dec 16th............ that I am pregnant!!!   I am currently due on August 27, 2014.  We are still in shock just how fast things happened.   And "shocked" is an understatement!!   As a TMI background, I always had a lot of problems with female "issues".  My doctors always have said that when the time came, it would probably not be easy to conceive.  I was prepped for worst case scenario (IVF, or even the thought of never having children).  For five years I had had a Mirena.  It was due to come out in September, my doctor agreed that leaving it in until after the wedding would be fine (I didn't want to jack up my cycles RIGHT before wearing a wedding dress all day...lol).  So we went in on Nov 19 for the Mirena removal.  From there we decided to just let things happen if they were meant to.  To basically leave it to God.  Also, if we had trouble conceiving, then I would have to be on NO birth control for at least 12 months before I could get much testing or studies done.  And since I turn 34 this year, I was keen to start the process asap once we were married.   On Monday the 16th December, I was super nauseated, and reflected back to the day before where I was crying, moody, and just feeling out of sorts.  I wasn't due to start my period until a few days later, but having access to pregnancy tests at work, I took one.  Thinking it would be negative.  And shocked beyond words once I saw two lines.  But so so happy!

We shared with our family and close friends over the next few weeks, and this weekend went public with it on Facebook.  It feels really weird being away from my American friends and family and not being able to share the news with them face to face.  To have to do it all by phone or email or fb.  I know it's part of it, it's just not something I had actually ever thought about to be honest.

I've had three ultrasounds now, because I had some complications.  Baby has had a good heartbeat every time and growing perfectly on schedule.  I had some passing out, pains (from adhesions), bleeding (from placenta implanting apparently), 24/7 sickness (that has improved with Zofran), and lost 8 lbs in a week from being sick.  I will be 9 weeks tomorrow and am happy to report things are going in the right direction.  

I still can't fully grasp the fact that I'm growing a little person inside me.  How crazy?  I can't wait to hold him/her in August... and find out if he or she is a he or she!  We have opted to have a surprise.  Well, Wayne has always said he wanted to be surprised, and I could find out if I could keep it to myself.  If you know me, you know THAT would never happen, so a surprise it is.  But I'm ok with that.  There truly aren't that many surprises left in the world anymore, so a surprise it is!

Ok, that's it for now.  First trimester exhaustion is kicking my butt at the moment so I sense a nap in my future... my immediate future.

Until next time!