Another post I never got to share...
May 1st, 2015
May 1st, 2015
With the number of
weeks I have spent venting about how crappy I feel, I think it is about time I
start talking about the fact I think, I hope, I believe I’m turning the
corner. This week, I’ve gone a whole 5 days
without throwing up. Seriously, this is
a major major improvement. For a few
weeks there, it was counting the hours in between the races to the bathroom and
then I went a whole 5 days.
I’ve noticed while
the nausea is still present, it seems to be diminished and less severe
that it has been. I’m celebrating every
victory.
Perhaps the most exciting, well actually there are two
things this week, that happened was that my appetite is back and that I was
treated to a maternity shopping trip thanks to my mother and father in law.
Let’s start with the appetite. It kicked in on Tuesday and it hasn’t really waned. Tuesday morning before work I ate a large bowl
of cereal and raced out the door. By the
time I got to work I was hungry again, so I found some crackers lying on my
desk and shoved them down. That was not
enough, I went to the break room at work and pulled out my apply slices which
were supposed to be part of my lunch. I
ate them like they were nothing and still I was hungry. I texted Jarrett and said, “I’m starving, I
can’t get enough food today.” Back to the
break-room I went to scrounge up some other food when I found a homemade fruit
cocktail cake sitting on the table open for all to share. I cut myself a good size portion and even
though I’m not a fan of fruit cocktail, I devoured that cake like it was
nothing. It was 9:08 a.m.
Since then, I’ve found myself having at least 4 meals a
day. Now I eat breakfast around 6:30, a
second breakfast around 9, followed by lunch at 11, snack at 2, a second snack
at 4 and supper at 6. Seriously, I can’t
get enough food. I’ve been stepping on the
scale each morning for several weeks, and I’ve quickly realized, those first
few weeks when the scale didn’t budge or even went down a pound or two, have
quickly been rising in the other direction.
I swear one day it jumped 5 pounds.
Considering how much I’m eating, it shouldn’t really surprise me.
Here’s one more example of my appetite. Saturday night, after a full day of baseball,
we went out for dinner with Nana and Papa.
I’ve been craving a steak for a few weeks now and decided it was my
chance to indulge. I ordered myself a 14
ounce ribeye with a side of mash potatoes and macaroni and cheese. I think I surprised the wait staff that I
ordered the huge man portion sized meal, because when they went to bring us the
food, they listed off what they had on the plate and immediately looked to the
two men at the table. Nope, that huge
meal, that’s for me. And boy did I scarf
it down. Not only did I eat everything on
my plate, but I also ate several of the appetizers that came before. It was yummy!
On Sunday morning at church I couldn't help but sing praises
to God in thanksgiving that I was feeling better. Seriously I’m so thankful to feel well enough
to be able to stay off the couch from the hours of 3 p.m. to 8 p.m. I’m still pretty much a couch potato from the
moment the kids go to bed until I do, but at least now I have the ability to
help the kids with their homework, prepare dinner and even stop by the library
(a weekly tradition the kids and I have had for a few years but pretty much
gave up in the first three months).
Boy am I thankful to feel better.
And onto my second highlight of the week. I’ve said it in the past and truly mean it… I
was hoping to be able to save as much money as possible on this pregnancy and
one of my plans in how to do it was to borrow maternity clothes or find them
for as cheaply as possible. I’ve never
been a fashionista who I don’t think anyone would expect me to look any differently
at this stage in life either right? J And that was my plan until my ever so
thoughtful and generous mother and father in law offered to treat me to a few
new pieces of clothing I can wear throughout this pregnancy. Saturday night after dinner, Jarrett took the
kids home to put them to bed and I got to go shopping with Nana. It was SO much fun for many reasons. A) I
can’t even remember the last time I went shopping to buy a new piece of clothing
for myself. B) I always enjoy shopping
with Jarrett’s mom and C) they were so kind they wanted to treat me. Don’t
think it can get any better.
Our shopping adventure was a success, when I actually found
several new outfits, dresses and shirts I can wear for the next few months (and
even after). Nana is an excellent
seamstress and already altered a few of the shirts to make them even cuter and
she said after the baby comes she’d add some darts to the shirt, to take them
in so they can be used after for work too.
As Nana told me when she was pregnant with her boys, the first two times
she only borrowed clothes but when she was pregnant with Nolan (her youngest)
she was treated to a new pregnancy outfit and she said she enjoyed that
tremendously. She wanted me to be able
to feel similarly and I’m so thankful and excited. Infact, after I had tried on everything at
the store and came home, I made Jarrett sit through a 30 minute fashion show as
I tried on everything again. I have to
say, she was right, actually wearing maternity clothing that we picked out and
was purchased just for me, did do my attitude wonders. It made me feel so excited about the
transformation happening and the growing baby in my stomach. While I’ve felt excitement before in this
pregnancy (when we have ultrasounds), getting a new wardrobe, along with
feeling better, makes this whole experience seem completely different than how
I was feeling the weeks prior.
I got up to shower this morning and as I looked at my
expanding stomach in the mirror, I felt genuine happiness and love of what I’m
experiencing.
The other aspect of this pregnancy that I’m starting to
feel, and can only imagine it getting stronger is a deep love for the baby I
feel every once and a while fluttering inside me. While I don’t feel movement all that
regularly and if I’m being really honest, I don’t even know if what I’m feeling
is the baby, but I can’t help in believing what I am feeling is this tiny
miracle made from Jarrett and I making his presence known. I seem to notice it most in the middle of the
night after I’ve gotten up to pee several times. Almost like a popcorn floating throughout my
stomach or sometimes even a wave of motion from one side of my stomach to the
other. Still very faint but enough to
make me know what I felt was something I’ve never experienced before.
And I’ve started picturing over and over in my mind, what this
baby will be like. How he will
fit into our family and how our family dynamic will change and grow because of
our 4th surprise addition. I
am starting to allow myself to look forward again to the baby moments. The tiny cute toes and precious little
cries. I know its going to be hard to
balance four children and I’m not quite sure how I’ll do it, but I remember feeling
that way when Isabelle came home. We got
through that and can’t imagine our lives without her. The same will happen for this baby too. I find my heart growing love for this baby
just as my stomach grows proving to me that yes this is real and not still a
dream.
Highlights of the week:
How far along are you? 17 weeks 6 days
How I’m feeling? Praise the Lord, I have days when I
feel good. Yes, you did read that
correctly.
Total weight gain… I would say 4-5pounds since finding
out I’m pregnant.
How big is baby? I Baby is about 5 ounces and 5 inches long
from head to bottom. About the size of a
turnip.
Maternity clothes… Thanks to a wonderful friend and my
in-laws I think I’m set.
Best moment this week… highlighted above!
Movement… Flutters every once in a while
Food cravings… Steak
Food aversions… anything with tomatoes or tomato-based
products, nothing with lots of garlic and or too spicy
Belly button in or out… In but I’m a seeing its morphing
happening
What I miss… Sleeping
through the night and being able to go for a run. I seriously spot out every runner I see, and
wish I could join them but know there will be time in the future to pick up running
again. I was excited this week, I felt well
enough Saturday morning to get up and go out for a walk. It was glorious!
What I’m looking forward to… wearing some of my borrowed and
new maternity clothes. Regular clothes
are getting a bit too snug.
Angie
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