Adventures in First Trimester

Wednesday, 8 June 2016

Writing this slightly in advance as I'm waiting until the scan to tell people.

If I had kept a diary of how I felt over the past eight weeks or so, it would look a bit like this:

sick and exhausted
sick and exhausted
nauseous and tired
sick
nauseous
sick and exhausted
sick and exhausted
sick and absolutely shattered
exhausted/sick
exhausted/nauseous/bloated
weird craving for meat/intermittently nauseous
nauseous
nauseous
extremely bloated
sick
sick
unbelievably sick

sick.

Did I mention sick?

Pretty much everything is gross to me right now. Chris opened a packet of cookies the other day and I had to walk out of the room. He called after me:

'Does that make you feel sick?'

'Look, if anything happens - presume it makes me feel sick.'

I've also learnt that I have hard-core multitasking skills. I can reassure my toddler whilst being sick:

'Mummy's okay - bleeurrrrgghghh - I just - bleeeeegggh - I'm a bit poorly, but - bleuurrrrgghhhh - it's okay, Mummy's okay - heave'

I can also send an SOS text to my husband whilst being sick, as I discovered when I had to leave my crying toddler on our bed and abandon her to throw up.

Also, the tiredness. Oh good Lord. Having suddenly gone off coffee, my previous anchor to feeling halfway human has gone. And the baby is stealing all my iron. Like ALL of it. Always reassuring to get a voicemail from the midwife: 'Nothing to worry about, but I need you to pop in and have another blood test for your iron ...' extra joy points for the fact that my veins just don't want to give blood this time.

Seriously. The midwife got two and a half vials out of one arm and then said, apologetically, 'I'm so sorry, I think I've used it all up.' Which is not something you ever want to hear a health care professional say about your own blood supply even if in a half-joking way.

On the plus side I get a fun giddy feeling whenever I stand up too quickly. Yay!

One of my favourite games that my toddler likes to play is the 'lets make a bed on the floor and Mummy pretends to be asleep whilst Jellybean takes mad blurry photographs like a tiny drunk stalker.'


Frankly I'll take a nap wherever I can get one.

Plus to add to all this, I have fairly bad anxiety about the whole thing.

And my brain appears to have dropped out of my head.

So really I'm loving every minute of it.

I actually laughed when someone told me I was glowing the other day. If by 'glowing' you mean 'pale, anaemic, exhausted and slightly sweaty from being sick' then I am glowing all over the shop.

This is probably far too much information to be putting on the internet but I am far beyond the point of caring. For all the things pregnancy gives you it takes away all your dignity and pride.

Despite all this I am enormously grateful and would go through it all and more to get a little baby out of it at the end. But I am very very very VERY happy that the end of first tri is in sight ...

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11 comments:

  1. This is hilarious! I was exactly the same! my baby boy would stand in the bathroom and rub my back making vomit noises with me! I feel your pain! xxx

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    1. Haha bless him! Thank you. It's so much harder when you've already got a little one! x

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  2. Oh bless you! This is such a funny post though! I hated the first trimester! I am in the third trimester now, not much joys either

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    1. Thank you! Oh yes. First and third aren't that fun are they. Trying to make the most of second tri (which I've just reached!) x

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  3. I wasn't excited until about week 15 hun with this one.I was hungry and felt sick (no puking), had about 5 colds (shit immune system) and didn't like the smell of hubby or my daughter!! I so feel for you. It will pass and you will feel like you again. I went back onto my tea as well!! Thanks for sharing with #bestandworst x

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    1. Oh man, 5 colds?! That's really rubbish. I wrote this a little while in advance, I'm now 14 weeks. Starting to feel less awful but I still get faint when I stand up too quick and I still can't stand coffee :( I miss the comforting ritual of making a warm drink! x

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  4. Glad you are beginning to feel less awful Meg. Think of all that cell division that's been going on and it's no wonder ... x

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    1. Hehe thank you. Yes, when I stop to think about what's been going on in my body for the last fourteen weeks, it starts to make sense that I've been feeling so rubbish! x

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  5. Oh I feel for you ... the sick, sick and more sick. I was sick from 6-36 weeks with my 4 and it got worse with each baby. My finest hour was in the car on the motorway I had to be sick in a bag! Thanks for linking to #sharewithme hope to see you again

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    1. I think you deserve a medal for going through that four times! Definitely worth it in the end but my goodness its exhausting. I managed to avoid being sick in public, but had to leg it from toddler group suddenly once, and only just made it to the house before being sick! x

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  6. Oh dear! I had HG in my pregnancies - I hate the sickness! & yes, have been there with reassuring one little one why throwing up with a baby! Hope you're feeling better now! & congratulations! #sharewithme

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