Life runs away from you sometimes and the best-laid plans fall to the wayside.... Not long after my bout with nausea & numbness, I found out I was pregnant! July 8th to be exact. I knew the night before what the results would be and was all ready to take the test, but I my husband was stuck at the airport in D.C. and I wanted to wait for him. So instead of July 7, I woke my husband up around 8am after he had about 3 hours of sleep to tell him I guess I shouldn't have eaten so many jello shots over 4th of July weekend. Classy, right?
According to my due date, March 9, 2012, conception date was June 18th. So that, along with a hangover and some sort of bug bite on the back of my head explains the nausea. I took antibiotics for a few days, and was also taking meds for high blood sugar, but so far everything looks good. I stopped taking everything but a prenatal once I found out I was pregnant.
I wish I had been more thoughtful and done like other bloggers and saved up weeks worth of posts to put up once I was out of the first trimester, but like most aspects of my life, I procrastinated. So here I am at 14 weeks and 1 day telling the universe I'm pregnant when I haven't even told anyone at work!
Being pregnant was a giant kick in the pants for me health-wise. So far I've actually lost a few pounds, and am eating better than I have in a long time (for the most part). I had a rough first few months nausea wise, but my plan is to start incorporating exercise now- even if it's just walks- since I'm finally feeling more normal (knock on wood).
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Seriously unmotivated me.
Ugh. I've been feeling sick since Saturday. At first I thought it was the result of too many glasses of wine on Friday night coupled with "Fully Figured Yoga" on Saturday morning. But here it is Tuesday night, and I've still been fighting off nausea and added weirdly swelling hands and shortness of breath tonight after struggling through 28 whopping minutes on the treadmill.
Hubs and I are making an effort to get pregnant, but it's too soon to tell if that's what it is- it's at least 2 more weeks before I can even remotely qualify for an early test. I'm kind of hoping it's not pregnancy, because to feel this nauseous this early to me does not bode well for a morning-sickness free pregnancy. Sigh.
It's amazing to me that I even made an effort on the treadmill, but I know I need to do it. I hate not feeling good. Even worse than I hate exercise, and that's saying something.
I'm not even sure what to do at this point. Make a doctor's appointment and spend a ridiculous amount of money for a 5 minute visit to tell me they can't help? Hopefully one of my go to sick foods- Mrs. Grass Extra Noodle Chicken Soup- will help.
Hubs and I are making an effort to get pregnant, but it's too soon to tell if that's what it is- it's at least 2 more weeks before I can even remotely qualify for an early test. I'm kind of hoping it's not pregnancy, because to feel this nauseous this early to me does not bode well for a morning-sickness free pregnancy. Sigh.
It's amazing to me that I even made an effort on the treadmill, but I know I need to do it. I hate not feeling good. Even worse than I hate exercise, and that's saying something.
I'm not even sure what to do at this point. Make a doctor's appointment and spend a ridiculous amount of money for a 5 minute visit to tell me they can't help? Hopefully one of my go to sick foods- Mrs. Grass Extra Noodle Chicken Soup- will help.
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Baby steps to better health
marginally
In my previous life, I was a dancer. From elementary school through my first year of college, I took ballet, jazz, tap and even a year or two of modern. I was in tremendous shape (aside from a pooch I could never get rid of), and dance consumed my life.
Then I quit, and I had no clue what to do with myself. And, unfortunately, I lost the killer metabolism that allowed me to eat whatever I wanted. The weight crept on slowly, and I didn't do anything to stop it, so it kept coming. I have gained 90 pounds in the 15 years since high school. It makes me want to cry seeing that in writing. I've gained at least 30 of those pounds since I met my husband almost 9 years ago. I'm glad he still loves me, but over the last few months, I've been doubting my love for myself, so I'm taking baby steps to get back to better health. If you call following up a healthy salad for dinner with 2 Kit Kat bars, I'm really ready.
So here I am, working towards a better me. This blog will be my companion on my journey. I've got a long way to go, but for the first time in a long time, I'm ready to start.
In my previous life, I was a dancer. From elementary school through my first year of college, I took ballet, jazz, tap and even a year or two of modern. I was in tremendous shape (aside from a pooch I could never get rid of), and dance consumed my life.
Then I quit, and I had no clue what to do with myself. And, unfortunately, I lost the killer metabolism that allowed me to eat whatever I wanted. The weight crept on slowly, and I didn't do anything to stop it, so it kept coming. I have gained 90 pounds in the 15 years since high school. It makes me want to cry seeing that in writing. I've gained at least 30 of those pounds since I met my husband almost 9 years ago. I'm glad he still loves me, but over the last few months, I've been doubting my love for myself, so I'm taking baby steps to get back to better health. If you call following up a healthy salad for dinner with 2 Kit Kat bars, I'm really ready.
So here I am, working towards a better me. This blog will be my companion on my journey. I've got a long way to go, but for the first time in a long time, I'm ready to start.
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