Remember, all of my pregnancy updates are from the actual weeks I was in the thick of them.**
So writing this, I am 8 weeks and 2 days and feel semi-normal for the first time in two weeks. I ain’t gonna lie y’all, about a week into the nausea I wondered what the heck I signed up for. I was on my back nauseous from sun up to sun down from the Friday before week 6 set in (the Friday before Easter) until well, two days ago. Whoever coined the term “morning sickness” set up all of us future pregnant ladies for a massive disappointment when we realize that actually means ALL DAY SICKNESS. And though I feel so much better today, anything can make me sick again.
I have had to ask Paul to not make certain foods when I am around. Or like at all… because my senses are out the roof and I can smell EVERYTHING. Seriously, I feel like this must be what Spiderman felt like when he started experiencing spidey senses. Even if Paul made chicken two hours before I walk through the door… I can smell it. And I instantly want to vomit.
I have experienced the biggest aversion to poultry. And coconut oil. But, specifically any chicken we cook at home, and basically all veggies except spinach and romain lettuce. But oddly enough, if it’s sliced up chicken- like on my salad at La Madeleine or Panera- I am a-okay. Basically, I feel like I am experiencing what Paul surely always has felt like when I can’t make my mind up and my hormones are crazy during “that time of the month”. I just feel all over the place.
I cannot get enough French Onion Soup. Gimme all the french onion.
But for so many things, something I ate and couldn’t live without yesterday is repulsive today. Thus, Paul has changed our grocery budget entirely for the time being. I have my own monthly budget now, and I can only buy food for the next 1-2 days in the likelihood that I end up hating something that sounded so good the day before. Our first month of pregnancy led to going about $300 over food budget because every single night I was left thinking about what wouldn’t make me vomit, and we would then go order it and pick it up. I ate out more for the last two weeks than I have in the last year.
Guys, this pregnancy thing. It’s so freaking weird. And funny. And a slew of emotions all at once.
Paul literally did so much for me during this phase where I could hardly function. It was sweet to just get to experience that together, too, since so few people knew. He left at 6 AM to find me ginger lozenges one day, went to PF Changs for egg drop soup another day, tomato soup the next… the list goes on. One day I was so miserable and all I wanted was Saltines, but I cannot eat them because of food allergies. (Trying to combat morning sickness with gluten and yeast allergies adds a whole new frustration to the nausea.) So at 9 AM that day, after already having left at 6 AM for the ginger lozenges… he went out and bought me 6 different kinds of gluten free crackers for me to test out. He literally has been so selfless, and I just felt so bad yet so loved. He just kept saying, “don’t you dare feel bad. you’re growing a baby.” Find a husband willing to buy you ginger pregnancy candies at 6 AM from Wal Mart. You have seriously made it when you find that.
I am praying this whole nausea thing truly is over. (**Added later: It wasn’t. I was sick from week 5-10) But now, I am experiencing A FLABBY BELLY like nobody’s business. I wake up normal, but by mid-day… holy moly. Hello soft tummy. I am not going to lie, this has been really hard for me. I am having to pray constantly for God to give me his eyes toward this body as it grows a baby. Like, I am growing a freaking human being inside of me, which is actually still really odd to grasp. It hasn’t hit just yet. But, none the less, there is definitely a human in there and I have all the symptoms.
Week 8 is also exciting, because we are going to our first pregnancy class on Wednesday and then our first appointment/sonogram on Thursday. WHAT?! Ugh. I am so excited. I can’t wait to see that little strawberry growing in my tummy.
Anyways, cheers to week 8 and to entering into my final month of the first trimester! I am so ready for you second trimester. So000 ready.
This dress is from Landry Kate, and is ammaaazing. If you are local, stop by the store! (They are the BEST!) If you aren’t (sad!), no worries because you can also order it online here!
All photos by Cottonwood Road Photography for The Cake by Hannah