As I am nearing the end of the first trimester, I am becoming more and more aware of things that happen during pregnancy. For those of you that are faint of heart - you may just want to skip this post.
Things I am becoming aware of:
Round Ligaments - um, ow - is all I can say on that.
Needing a bigger bra - GREAT - just want I always wanted - even bigger boobs!
Relaxin - especially plays a part when I'm up and running for 12-hour shifts. By the end of the shift I am waddling through the halls, praying for my hips to stay intact.
Food makes me happy - people eating my food makes me seriously unhappy.
Psycho Chick can rear her ugly head at any given moment, and over any given thing, and feel totally and completely justified for feeling that way - until the hormones subside. Mortals beware.
Pooping - and I mean something more than rabbit pellets - is something to be celebrated and cherished.
I cannot stop myself from "passing gas". It comes when it wants to, with my permission or not. Several people have been subjected to the toxic fumes, and few have survived - and I swear there really is a green fog. Just ask Dave. Gives new meaning to "SBD".
I can never be more than 20 seconds away from a bathroom. Port-a-potties don't count. I have not reached that point of desperation - yet. And it's no longer for the dry heaves and the up-chucking. It's for the constant, undeniable urge to pee. Even just swallowing spit will fill my bladder like the Hoover Dam, within 5 minutes of peeing the last time.
Night sweats. I will be FREEZING all day, but as soon as I hit the sack, I am burning up - sweating - then freezing for taking the sheet off - then sweating again - over, and over, and over again. All night.
Subway sounds like the most wonderfully delicious place in the whole wide world. And I can't have it. And that makes me mad. Do not even think about eating it in front of me. You WILL be introduced to Psycho Chick.
Pregnancy brain truly does exist. I have fallen victim to it. I'm just glad I know where my head is.
I am so- looking forward to what the next few months have to bring. I'm especially excited to go swimsuit shopping (read that with a hefty dose of dripping sarcasm). Really, I think things will start to get a little more exciting. Right now, though, all I really care about is finding a COMFORTABLE bra to live in.
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why can't you have Subway???
Go and get yourself a Subway! I had one a couple weeks ago and I ate them with my other pregnancies too. I think Tyler and Allison turned out okay (for the most part) :). I saw that Jill says she eats them too. She said to just ask to have it toasted. Did your doctor say not to have them at all?
I craved Subway like crazy too. Next time around I'm eating it anyway. Up to you. You'd be absolutely fine if you get the meatball or chicken variety. Or start eating at Philly Connection.
Reading this post made me laugh out loud.
And Caralie just announced, "I have to go poo-poo. Don't tell anyone that I have to go poo-poo. Cuz I'm starting to fart."
Your welcome.
Hey Heather,
Congratulations Cuz! I am so excited you get a little one, but I am so sorry that you are prego. Not fun. For me it only got worse, I hope it only gets better for you. Take care of yourself.
Heidi
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