My Thoughts on Pregnancy

Tuesday, January 21, 2014


Pregnancy has seriously been one of the most insane experiences of my life.
Every aspect of your being, from your body to your mind, is effected. 

So much has changed over the past nine months, from my growing belly to my perspective on life.

Each trimester is SO different, and brings about it's own set of issues as well as awesomeness. 
I wanted to take a second and look back on everything I experienced during the past nine months.


Excitement is the only word I can use to describe our feelings when we learned that we were expecting. It's pretty surreal because in your head you know that there is this little life growing inside of you, but at the same time you don't feel very different physically. For the first couple of weeks we just went about life as usual, except that we had this MAJOR secret we were keeping.
I kept waiting for the moment when I would start to "feel" pregnant. 
Well, be careful what you wish for because before I knew it my morning sickness had kicked in, and it was the day before we left for our trip to the South of France. 
Needless to say, that was the last trip we took until I was out of my 1st trimester. 
I spent the second half of June pretty much unable to get up from the couch. The worst of my morning sickness lasted for about 3 weeks. All I wanted to eat were carbs and greasy foods. It was like a hangover that I didn't deserve. I never actually threw up, but the nausea  left me completely useless. Letting myself get hungry was like a death wish, so I made sure I always had snacks nearby. Saltine crackers and ginger ale were my drug of choice.
From what I've heard, I actually had it pretty easy compared to others.  
By July I was able to start functioning again. I would have good days and bad days, but at least on those good days I was able to get some stuff done. 
It wasn't until I was out of my 1st trimester that I really started to feel normal again. 


My second trimester absolutely rocked. 
I felt great, my baby bump grew to cute proportions, and I traveled like it was my job.
This is when being pregnant became fun! 
We shared our news with the world and started making plans.
At this point I wasn't experiencing any of the pregnancy side-effects I had read about and life in general was still pretty comfortable. 
At 16 weeks we learned that we were having a baby boy, which was almost as exciting as finding out we were pregnant. It made everything feel that much more real, and allowed me to really start planning!
We were at a hotel in London the first time I thought I might have felt the baby move. 
It was almost like a light muscle spasm, but I wasn't quite sure. We had been doing a lot of walking and my body was exhausted, so I kind of brushed it off. 
Now I can look back and say with certainty that what I had felt in London was in fact our baby boy.
After our trip to London we also settled on a name for our little one: Jacob Douglas (after my husband and father).
One of my good girlfriends came out to visit in the fall, and for 2 weeks we traveled. We took day trips to Verona, Venice and Trieste. We even made it up to Salzburg, Austria as well as a girls trip to Paris.
I was 24 weeks pregnant and felt invincible.
I was able to make a trip back to Florida to see my parents towards the end of my 2nd trimester, which is when I really started to notice that things were getting more difficult. The flight back to Italy was super uncomfortable, and at that point I knew I was pretty much done with flying.


At the beginning of my third trimester I noticed things were getting even more difficult, but at this point it still wasn't too bad. I experienced some back pain, and walking for long periods of time was tough.
We made baby registries online and started purchasing items for the little guy. 
We went to the Christmas market in Salzburg the day after Thanksgiving, which I quickly decided would be our last trip before baby Jacob. 
Between sitting uncomfortably in a car for an extended period of time and walking around for hours, my body basically announced that it didn't want to be doing this anymore. 
Even though I had lost my steam when it came to traveling, I was still going strong at home. 
I become a cleaning fanatic, wanting to make everything perfect and orderly before our bundle of joy arrived. My energy level was still high, and besides some aches and pains I was feeling good. 
Then I hit a wall. 
After the holidays I was just done. 
Naps became essential again, like back in my first trimester. Heartburn became a regular occurance no matter what I ate, and my body definitely hurt. I started to waddle slightly, and thought that was as bad as things were going to get. 
Then I hit another wall.
Hello 36 weeks. 
The last month of pregnancy should have it's own category.
This is where I am now, and let me tell you everything is difficult. Everything hurts. I dare you to say the wrong thing to me, because I'll probably bite your head off. 
Getting off the couch is a two person job, walking has become difficult, and nothing looks good when you are this big. 
I feel huge, and the weight from my ginormous uterus and growing baby has definitely started to take it's toll.
I hope I don't have too much longer to go, and that our little guy arrives sooner rather than later. 

For me pregnancy has been a roller coaster, and for the most part everything has gone pretty smoothly.
Now I'm nearing the end and I'm ready to get off the ride.

Did you have a similar journey, or was yours completely different?

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