Here we are a whole week later and I haven't written a single thing. And I would apologize but quite frankly people, I'm beat. This growing a kid inside of your body is quite exhausting. Also, it makes you very hungry.
Things I have experienced so far:
-Extreme and utter exhaustion. I mean I have put myself to bed at 9 p.m. And for those of you that know me that is SO not normal.
-EMOTIONAL. Hello roller coaster. One day I was SO tired I was crying about it. Luckily I gave hubby a heads up before I totally broke down.
-All food is like Chinese food. I can stuff myself and a mere hour later I'm thinking, "Hmmm. I could really go for a banana."
-Fruit is the nectar of the gods. I am not a huge fruit eater normally but it tastes so sweet to me right now.
-"Morning" sickness doesn't always happen in the morning. I find that if I do feel sick it is usually first thing in the morning and right before dinner. Thus the constant eating in hopes it stays away.
-HELLO DREAMER. Can we talk about the CRAZY and vivid dreams of a pregnant person? HOLY COW. And I am dreaming about things that I have never in my life dreamt about before!
-Worry. I WANT this baby. I want to be a good mother. I want a healthy kid. I want hubby to not get lost in the shuffle. I want the perfect job. I don't want to screw up.
Next week I go to meet my doctor and have my first ultra-sound. And yes, I know it is the internal ultra-sound (EWWWWWWWWW). I've been going back and forth about how much to write about this pregnancy thing. On one hand I think it should be a lot like writing about marriage. I don't think you should only write how great marriage is. It's unrealistic and I think it gives single people the wrong idea. I don't think you should air all your dirty laundry but you should certainly be honest. So I feel that way about pregnancy. It is a wonderful and beautiful thing. And amazing for sure. But it has some not so fun side-effects as well. As a first time pregnant women I would rather go into it with my eyes wide open than be surprised. But maybe that's just me.