I already did this the first time around, but have found much better items this time, and I wanted to share.
1. Preggie pop drops. I didn't believe in these. So much so that I never once tried them when sick with Olivia, or this time until about 13 weeks. But, holy crap, they work. They wont make you feel 100%, but they take the edge off every time. I have no idea why they work. I've tried other sour candies and lemon drops - but there's something magic about them.
2. Dry Shampoo. I don't know why it took me so long to join the dry shampoo craze, but this is a life saver, not just a first trimester lifesaver. I asked the girl at Sephora and she said she was the 'dry shampoo queen' and had used every single one Sephora sells and likes Dry Bar the best. I can go 5 or so days without washing my hair and it has saved so much time in my life. I'm always begging for more hours in the day, and this one helps! There is a brunette version too.
3. Yeti cup. First of all, you need to drink a lot more water while pregnant. Dan just got this for my birthday and I'm obsessed. I loved tervis tumblers because they don't sweat. But never loved the fact that they weren't BPA free, plus the fact that BPA and BPA free plastics can both be bad for you - can't win. So this is a stainless steel cup that doesn't sweat. That was enough for me to want it. Says it keeps ice longer. This time around, in this summer heat, one huge thing to keep me from throwing up is ice cold water.
Dan put ice water in it at 6pm and said, "you think it'll stay cold all night long?" And I was all "no, you idiot, longer means like 5 hours, not all night." Well .. the ice was still in the water at noon the next day. This is crazy. A normal sized straw fits in the mouth piece. It's heavy, but I could use a good arm workout these days.
4. Orange juice. I can't get down the normal prenatals without orange juice. I thought other juices, soda, ginger ale, would have a stronger flavor, but for some reason OJ is the only thing that masks it. I keep a mini one in the fridge and use it for the vitamins throughout the week.
5. Gummy prenatals. I did my best to take my normal prenatal every day - I need the iron, and the gummy ones don't have as many vitamins as other brands. But there were many times when the vitamin would not go down or stay down. I love having these as back up.
6. Fruit popsicles. It was HOT this year. And Olivia wanted to only play outside. And I could only drink so much ice water. These were a great little treat for both of us in the afternoons.
7. La Croix Curate. Especially the pineapple strawberry. The curate has a stronger flavor and tastes like a soda. No sodium, fake sugars, sugars, calories, or stevia. When you need a break from water. Or need a pretend cocktail. This is my jam.
Tuesday, September 8, 2015
Monday, September 7, 2015
17 Weeks
The nausea seems almost completely gone this week - and it is WONDERFUL. I still feel sick sometimes, but its usually from eating sugar or being hungry - two things I can avoid.
Sugar is starting to sound better - but I just don't react well after eating it. #boy
The tiredness is creeping in. My iron is on the lowest end of normal and I can feel it. She said if you are anemic in one pregnancy, it's worse and earlier in the subsequent - so she's waiting for it. But she's going to wait to test again in 4 weeks to start iron treatment, and I'm worried it'll be a few weeks too late like last time.
Speaking of tired, my tornado of a child only wants to play outside. I grabbed all her toys, my water, and a lawnchair so I could sit in the front yard while she played. She was happy as a clam and I realized I forgot to fold my laundry (after running it back a third time) - I grabbed my laundry basket and sat back in my chair to fold while Olivia continued to play.
Dan pulls into the driveway, sees me, in a lawn chair in our front yard, folding laundry, using another lawn chair to 'hang' the hanging pieces. He goes "what kind of trailer park have you turned this place into?" I guess that escalated quickly.
Sugar is starting to sound better - but I just don't react well after eating it. #boy
The tiredness is creeping in. My iron is on the lowest end of normal and I can feel it. She said if you are anemic in one pregnancy, it's worse and earlier in the subsequent - so she's waiting for it. But she's going to wait to test again in 4 weeks to start iron treatment, and I'm worried it'll be a few weeks too late like last time.
Speaking of tired, my tornado of a child only wants to play outside. I grabbed all her toys, my water, and a lawnchair so I could sit in the front yard while she played. She was happy as a clam and I realized I forgot to fold my laundry (after running it back a third time) - I grabbed my laundry basket and sat back in my chair to fold while Olivia continued to play.
Dan pulls into the driveway, sees me, in a lawn chair in our front yard, folding laundry, using another lawn chair to 'hang' the hanging pieces. He goes "what kind of trailer park have you turned this place into?" I guess that escalated quickly.
Monday, August 31, 2015
16 Weeks
16 weeks .. a few days late.
To avoid the bathroom mirror selfie (and the next best thing is the bathroom, next to a mirror, non-selfie), I am trying to get Dan to take the pictures. The number of times that he is home AND I'm not sweating or covered in bubbles is very rare, apparently. So I drug him out of bed at 6 am to take this before running off to work.
I chopped all my hair off. I'll grow it out again, but right now its so light and easy.
I'm up 10 pounds. Which, if you are counting, is 8 pounds higher than with Olivia at this point. BUT, this baby currently weights 0.25 pounds. So it's not all me, yall.
Still not sleeping well. If it isn't insomnia, I'm up every hour to pee. That never went away with Olivia until I had her, so I think I just better get used to tired. Tired with a toddler is a whole new meaning of tired.
To avoid the bathroom mirror selfie (and the next best thing is the bathroom, next to a mirror, non-selfie), I am trying to get Dan to take the pictures. The number of times that he is home AND I'm not sweating or covered in bubbles is very rare, apparently. So I drug him out of bed at 6 am to take this before running off to work.
I chopped all my hair off. I'll grow it out again, but right now its so light and easy.
I'm up 10 pounds. Which, if you are counting, is 8 pounds higher than with Olivia at this point. BUT, this baby currently weights 0.25 pounds. So it's not all me, yall.
Still not sleeping well. If it isn't insomnia, I'm up every hour to pee. That never went away with Olivia until I had her, so I think I just better get used to tired. Tired with a toddler is a whole new meaning of tired.
Friday, August 21, 2015
15 Weeks
15 weeks, 100% in maternity, and finally caught up with the weekly pictures!
Two things:
- 2 more weeks until I have to fit into the size 4 bridesmaid I ordered - #whoops #queso #can'tstopwon'tstop
- My male coworker told me, "wow, you look huge compared to yesterday." Things not to say to a pregnant lady #784932.
Thursday, August 20, 2015
14 Weeks
14 weeks. The last week that my pants buttoned. And probably the last week with any sort of beautiful scenery.
Wednesday, August 19, 2015
Tuesday, August 18, 2015
First Trimester Novel
In case anyone is interested, I kept a log of the first trimester. Glad these weeks are behind me, but still so many more to go. February is far away!
Week 4: We just found out we are expecting baby number 2. It all seems so surreal. It definitely hasn't sunk in yet. Two babies. (Olivia. Obviously. Don't think twins). Something we have always wanted. But I'll admit, I had a lot of drinking planned for the summer. I keep forgetting I'm pregnant. At work I went straight for sushi for lunch. Crap. Then I got in the lunch meat / sandwich line. Crap. Settled for a salad.
Olivia keeps saying "mama baby" which is 1) adorable and 2) two of the ten words she knows, so, mostly, just a coincidence. We have just as good of a chance of her saying 'mama bubble.'
I am 100% convinced this one is a boy. From the moment I found out. I keep saying "he" which is weird because I accidentally call all babies "she" because of Olivia. I knew Olivia was girl from day one - so we'll see if I'm right on this one. 50 / 50 chance.
Week 6: The insomnia is bad this time. I keep waking up at 1 am for the day - and don't go to bed until 10/11. By the time work rolls around, I'm exhausted. I've started drugging myself to sleep - but that can't good long term. With Olivia, I never slept well until I had her. Which wasn't often, but at least the 2 or so hours I would get were hours of solid sleep.
I've thrown up twice, and the gag reflex is on high alert - like when I brush my teeth or someone says something gross. I have been more tired - which is magnified with full time work and a toddler and a husband a million miles away. (Dan was in Korea for two weeks). I took two naps this weekend - which is unheard of in my life. I get nauseous a couple times a day for about 20 minutes. Overall, much more manageable than when pregnant with Olivia.
Week 8: Ignore my last sentence. Although the nausea started earlier, it slowly and steadily made its way to just as awful as when pregnant with Olivia. Which is awful. Dan had to throw out his coffee because I couldn't stop puking / gagging in the car. He now uses it as an excuse to buy those Starbuck's frappuccinos instead of brewing coffee here. It's all I have in me to get my prenatal vitamin down. The food aversions haven't been quite as bad. Luckily. Usually there is one thing in the world that sounds edible (unlike nothing with Olivia) and Dan has been a great sport in following me to who-knows-where to go get that for dinner. I get super sick if I don't eat for longer than 2 hours. Once that happens, eating doesn't help, I'm SOL the entire day. So I'm eating so much more than normal and probably much more than I should be eating, but anything not to throw up.
They are so so so worth it though. I had forgotten how bad it was with Olivia. But I just look at her face and know that this is all so worth it - and eventually I'll forget again and might even be nuts enough to have a third. Or a fourth.
On the fun side, I bought boy clothes this week. I'm so convinced, there's nothing that makes me think this one is a girl. I'll give them to friends with boys if I'm wrong.
Week 10: Guys I'm huge. I mean at 4 weeks I went to a bachelorette party, and my super supportive friend was all "yeah, I mean, you look pregnant." Now I look like I did at 22 weeks with Olivia. I have a picture to prove it. My NT scan isn't for another 3 weeks and I'm running out of work clothes. 90% of it is queso, but I mean, the baby is the size of a grape. That counts for something, right?
Cannot handle the heat well this time. I was 34 weeks pregnant labor day weekend when we were in Charleston and it was in the high 90s. We averaged walking 11 miles a day. I get third trimester hot. But this is so different. It's like I'm going to pass out. I get dizzy. I feel like I'm going to fall over. Olivia wanting to play on the playground every day after daycare, me in my work clothes (long pants and, many times, long sleeves) and high 90s is not a good mix right now.
We got to have a quick ultrasound and the heartbeat was 169. Much lower than Olivia, which was 183. Boy.
Week 12: I'm dyingggg to tell everyone. I mean, we've told a lot of people, but I just want the NT scan to come back with everything okay. I'm also wondering if people at work noticed that I was wearing maternity jeans. Elastic waistbands for life!
The weirdest part of this pregnancy is that I don't like sweets. WHAT. I know. I would have slapped myself if I was reading this not pregnant. Sweets are my favorite thing ever. I'd eat dessert all day every day if it were socially acceptable. I kind of do. Anytime those quizzes would say "salty or sweet" I'd be all, who the eff doesn't want sweet? You are clearly not human. Well. Nothing sweet. It started at 4 weeks with me wanting candy / cookie cake / etc. but it making me super nauseous after eating it. For hours. Then it turned to nothing sweet sounds good at all. I even bypassed all the cupcakes (and the people eating the cupcakes) at Blair's shower. We had a key lime pie in the house and Dan offered me some and I said "no but would you heat me up some more chicken?" Chicken? What is wrong with me??? Boy.
Still feeling sick all the time. Still not handling the heat well. It got better at 18 weeks with Olivia. I'm holding out hope for that. Lemon drops used to work, but now they are too sweet. Peppermints also. Ginger chews do help if I can get them down. That's a big if. I hate the taste of ginger. I'm going to buy those preggie drops that are super sour - maybe that will help? I have to keep ice water near me at all times and just keep thinking that I'm hopefully halfway through it.
Week 14: Still not feeling well, yadda yadda, sounding like a broken record. Those preggie drops are awesome though. Nothing cures the nausea, but they really do take the edge off. I have no clue why they work, but I'm not questioning it. Went to the beach this week and got a lot of sleep. Was able to sleep in until 7 everyday which was amazing. And had Dan and my parents there to help with Olivia - so it made everything so much more tolerable. Hopefully only a month or so left and I'll start feeling better.
Week 4: We just found out we are expecting baby number 2. It all seems so surreal. It definitely hasn't sunk in yet. Two babies. (Olivia. Obviously. Don't think twins). Something we have always wanted. But I'll admit, I had a lot of drinking planned for the summer. I keep forgetting I'm pregnant. At work I went straight for sushi for lunch. Crap. Then I got in the lunch meat / sandwich line. Crap. Settled for a salad.
Olivia keeps saying "mama baby" which is 1) adorable and 2) two of the ten words she knows, so, mostly, just a coincidence. We have just as good of a chance of her saying 'mama bubble.'
I am 100% convinced this one is a boy. From the moment I found out. I keep saying "he" which is weird because I accidentally call all babies "she" because of Olivia. I knew Olivia was girl from day one - so we'll see if I'm right on this one. 50 / 50 chance.
Week 6: The insomnia is bad this time. I keep waking up at 1 am for the day - and don't go to bed until 10/11. By the time work rolls around, I'm exhausted. I've started drugging myself to sleep - but that can't good long term. With Olivia, I never slept well until I had her. Which wasn't often, but at least the 2 or so hours I would get were hours of solid sleep.
I've thrown up twice, and the gag reflex is on high alert - like when I brush my teeth or someone says something gross. I have been more tired - which is magnified with full time work and a toddler and a husband a million miles away. (Dan was in Korea for two weeks). I took two naps this weekend - which is unheard of in my life. I get nauseous a couple times a day for about 20 minutes. Overall, much more manageable than when pregnant with Olivia.
Week 8: Ignore my last sentence. Although the nausea started earlier, it slowly and steadily made its way to just as awful as when pregnant with Olivia. Which is awful. Dan had to throw out his coffee because I couldn't stop puking / gagging in the car. He now uses it as an excuse to buy those Starbuck's frappuccinos instead of brewing coffee here. It's all I have in me to get my prenatal vitamin down. The food aversions haven't been quite as bad. Luckily. Usually there is one thing in the world that sounds edible (unlike nothing with Olivia) and Dan has been a great sport in following me to who-knows-where to go get that for dinner. I get super sick if I don't eat for longer than 2 hours. Once that happens, eating doesn't help, I'm SOL the entire day. So I'm eating so much more than normal and probably much more than I should be eating, but anything not to throw up.
They are so so so worth it though. I had forgotten how bad it was with Olivia. But I just look at her face and know that this is all so worth it - and eventually I'll forget again and might even be nuts enough to have a third. Or a fourth.
On the fun side, I bought boy clothes this week. I'm so convinced, there's nothing that makes me think this one is a girl. I'll give them to friends with boys if I'm wrong.
Week 10: Guys I'm huge. I mean at 4 weeks I went to a bachelorette party, and my super supportive friend was all "yeah, I mean, you look pregnant." Now I look like I did at 22 weeks with Olivia. I have a picture to prove it. My NT scan isn't for another 3 weeks and I'm running out of work clothes. 90% of it is queso, but I mean, the baby is the size of a grape. That counts for something, right?
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| Sheet washing day, and a screenshot from last time, to send to friends who didn't believe me. |
We got to have a quick ultrasound and the heartbeat was 169. Much lower than Olivia, which was 183. Boy.
Week 12: I'm dyingggg to tell everyone. I mean, we've told a lot of people, but I just want the NT scan to come back with everything okay. I'm also wondering if people at work noticed that I was wearing maternity jeans. Elastic waistbands for life!
The weirdest part of this pregnancy is that I don't like sweets. WHAT. I know. I would have slapped myself if I was reading this not pregnant. Sweets are my favorite thing ever. I'd eat dessert all day every day if it were socially acceptable. I kind of do. Anytime those quizzes would say "salty or sweet" I'd be all, who the eff doesn't want sweet? You are clearly not human. Well. Nothing sweet. It started at 4 weeks with me wanting candy / cookie cake / etc. but it making me super nauseous after eating it. For hours. Then it turned to nothing sweet sounds good at all. I even bypassed all the cupcakes (and the people eating the cupcakes) at Blair's shower. We had a key lime pie in the house and Dan offered me some and I said "no but would you heat me up some more chicken?" Chicken? What is wrong with me??? Boy.
Still feeling sick all the time. Still not handling the heat well. It got better at 18 weeks with Olivia. I'm holding out hope for that. Lemon drops used to work, but now they are too sweet. Peppermints also. Ginger chews do help if I can get them down. That's a big if. I hate the taste of ginger. I'm going to buy those preggie drops that are super sour - maybe that will help? I have to keep ice water near me at all times and just keep thinking that I'm hopefully halfway through it.
Week 14: Still not feeling well, yadda yadda, sounding like a broken record. Those preggie drops are awesome though. Nothing cures the nausea, but they really do take the edge off. I have no clue why they work, but I'm not questioning it. Went to the beach this week and got a lot of sleep. Was able to sleep in until 7 everyday which was amazing. And had Dan and my parents there to help with Olivia - so it made everything so much more tolerable. Hopefully only a month or so left and I'll start feeling better.
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