Back Home Again in Indiana
Pretty sure I just peed on a stick 2 days ago, but Tuesday kicked off the second trimester. The peacing out of the first trimester is thrilling mostly because I feel 99% human again. It’s terrifying because we have done nothing to prepare for this child. We did, however, take him to an old school double header Sox game over the weekend so we’re not total failures as parents.
Here are the highlights and lowlights of the first trimester:
Constantly queasy – unless shoving food in my face. The upside is I haven’t actually had my head in the toilet.
That melted yellow concoction you pour all over fries and eat with a spoon when you run out of fries? I will take all of it. The baby can’t get enough of crappy cheese food product.
Hearing the baby’s heartbeat was crazy and made it real for about 30 seconds.
Finally getting to share the news was the greatest thing ever. We are terrible at keeping secrets and felt like we were living a lie. At the same time, it was kind of nice when just the two of us knew.
The nieces are hella stoked for a cousin, but a little concerned it’ll be a boy because “if it’s a girl, everyone will agree on everything all the time.” Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight.
I’ve upgraded to a hair tie on a couple pairs of jeans which means going to the bathroom is a whole thing. Leggings, yoga pants, and dresses are now where it’s at.
The water hatred has started to subside although it still needs to be 90% ice for me to want to drink it. I have never been a fan of ice in my water so this is weird.
I’ve developed a love for apples and grapes (or as I like to call them, Genuwine).
For about 2 months straight, unless it was a carb, I wasn’t eating it. Pizza and mac and cheese were my best friends. I turned that corner last week when vegetables started to sound good again. Hooray for not eating like a toddler!
I can’t stand the smell of inside the cabinets, the pantry, or the bread aisle at the grocery store. I also had to switch moisturizers because the blueberry lemon scent was giving me Yankee Candle headaches.
I now go to bed when it’s still light outside. I do not care.
The weird dreams have taken over. I remember none of them except the one where Jesse was buying 4 baby fleece jackets. Because having one person in my life who wears nothing but fleece jackets isn’t enough.
Everyone asks you how you’re feeling. It’s both weird and kind of nice.
And if you made it this far, congratulations on being my mom!