It was the best of times; it was the worst of times. I hated being pregnant; I loved being pregnant. I wanted it to be over; I cherished every kick and flip-flop in my belly!
After ten months of trying to get pregnant, Mother’s Day came and went without any happy news to share. We had tests done; we were fine. We just had to play the waiting game… and pray! Finally, in May of 2009, the pregnancy test read “positive!” An ultrasound confirmed a little Peanut in my belly! Yippee! On Father’s Day, we shared the news with our parents – my parents said they already guessed, but Matthew’s parents were surprised!
I’ve been known to be “textbook” in other areas of life (teaching observations, writing assignments). Pregnancy was no different. At six weeks, an alarm clock went off in my body; I woke up, got up, and promptly threw up. Morning sickness (or, as I called it “24 hour sickness) had me in its grip. I lost my taste for coffee (very upsetting!), I had a Taco Bell craving, then a McDonald’s Chicken Nuggets craving. Apparently our baby was NOT going to follow a healthy diet!
I was also beginning my Aetna Fellowship at Uconn’s Connecticut Writing Project 2009. Full days of graduate courses, 100+ pages of dense academia blah-blah to read each night. Oh, and produce an original piece of writing weekly. Sure, no problem! I wasn’t WonderWriter for nothing, right? Still, it was a tough four weeks of graduate study as nausea reigned and my pants got too tight.
I remember thinking we would end up with an only child because I could NEVER do this again. Pretty much I was a miserable little lady who laid on the couch every chance she got! I worried about the upcoming school year. How could I teach 7th graders and be sick and pregnant at the same time? Then there was the Teacher of the Year speech – another thing I had to worry about. And, worst of all, what in the world would I wear! I dedicated myself to searching stores for professional maternity clothes that wouldn’t break the bank (note: it was difficult, and fortunately I had a lot of friends let me borrow fun prego clothes!).
Read more about our 2nd Trimester tomorrow!
"Morning" sickness can be so rough. I had it all day, every day, for 3-4 months for both of my pregnancies. But you know what? I'm ready for baby #3. All of the nausea, vomiting, and fatigue is absolutely, positively, 100% worth it. :)[email protected]
"Morning" sickness can be so rough. I had it all day, every day, for 3-4 months for both of my pregnancies. But you know what? I'm ready for baby #3. All of the nausea, vomiting, and fatigue is absolutely, positively, 100% worth it. :)[email protected]
Isn't 24 hour sickness delightful? With #1 it stopped at 16 weeks. With #2, it went for nearly 8 months – delightful indeed. But they are so worth it. At least #2 is an angel baby and sleeps through the night.I started grad school at the same time I got pregnant with #2 – it was sometimes difficult to stay focused or even awake. Looking forward to reading more.
Isn't 24 hour sickness delightful? With #1 it stopped at 16 weeks. With #2, it went for nearly 8 months – delightful indeed. But they are so worth it. At least #2 is an angel baby and sleeps through the night.I started grad school at the same time I got pregnant with #2 – it was sometimes difficult to stay focused or even awake. Looking forward to reading more.