the first trimester

I think it's safe to say that keeping up with pictures during my pregnancy is not my strong point.  In the beginning we were doing pretty well, but then week 9 hit and life got crazy busy.  I won't be sharing weekly updates during the pregnancy but will check in and share my experiences so far.

I'm officially 14 weeks (pictures coming soon, I promise) and am SO happy to be in my second trimester!  Everything about this pregnancy has been a huge blessing, and me and baby peanut have been healthy and safe the entire time.  Miscarriage is something I never thought about until the minute I knew I was pregnant.  It became this huge fear in the shape of a looming cloud over me.  Each day I'd wake up and just praise God for this pregnancy.  Friends told me not to live in this fear, and enjoy each moment, and I'm so thankful for this advice.

One word to describe me during my first trimester would be: zombie.  Oh boy, was I tired.  And then the nausea hit right at week 6.  All of a sudden it seemed like nothing sounded good, nothing tasted good, but I had to have food in my mouth 24-7 in order to keep away the awful feeling of nausea.  There were days I would wake up nauseous and go to bed nauseous.  Saltines became my best friend along with sparkling juice from Trader Joe's.  I was exhausted all of the time, sometimes in the morning and sometimes in the afternoon.  Daniel was such a great support for me, and loved that I now took naps.

Something that I had always feared about being pregnant is going through body issues.  It is something that I have always struggled with...not liking my body for what it is, how it looks, the number on the scale.  So, we decided it be best that I didn't know my weight during this pregnancy.  I just make sure to tell the nurse when I check in and look away from the scale.  This has helped me to not worry about if I'm gaining too much weight, and we don't want there to be a set number in my head that I have to lose as this could potentially take away from the joy of being a mommy.  I did ask my mom yesterday, "When will I finally look pregnant and not just chunky?"  I think I will be in the this stage for a couple more weeks.  I'm dying for the day when I wake up and it just pops!  In the meantime I'm enjoying the beautiful gift my body has given me.  It brings me to tears each time I think about it.

The most amazing part of this pregnancy has been how connected Daniel and I have been.  Each night we pray over our little peanut and Daniel kisses my stomach.  He talks to our baby in crazy voices, and asks each night that it will be a boy (but he just wants a happy, healthy baby).  It cracks me up and makes me cry all at one time.  I'm definitely loving this new stage of life we are in!