Yep…It is true.
On October 17th I peed on a stick. And these were my results.
We have actually been trying to get pregnant for several months. And each month I was wildly disappointed. I tried to brush it off and look on the bright side…’now I can run this race, now I can drink at my friend’s birthday party’ ect ect. But the truth was, I was starting to feel defeated.
This month left me with similar feelings. The day I was supposed to start my period I had the worst cramping ever. I even started to spot. But it never came. The rest of the weekend I just sat and waited for it. I even cried because I just wanted it to come so my cramps would go away and I could move on already! A few days past and it STILL didn’t come! I finally decided to pee on a stick Thursday morning. Those of you who have been through several months of disappointment understand my fear of taking a test too early. It was almost more fun to think I MIGHT BE PREGNANT than to be rejected. But…as clear as the blue sky, the two lines appeared.
I was definitely pregnant.
I decided to share my news with Eric in a ‘different’ way. I actually thought it was super lame and he would totally catch on. I just threw a bun in the oven. When he got home from work I very casually asked him to open the oven and check to see if anything was in it. Thankfully he didn’t question this weird request.
His response, “You want a hamburger for dinner??”
I giggled, “no!”
“You found gluten free buns!?”
“Yes, but that is not the point. There is a bun in the oven!”
Pause for about 30 seconds….. He finally got it!
(Sheesh, we had been talking about how I might be pregnant for 4 days now! I would have thought he would have gotten this sooner!)
Now, you know one of the most difficult things about being pregnant the first several weeks includes nausea, sore boobs, extreme levels of tiredness, AND keeping the secret.
On Saturday we had a Halloween Party. I was going as a sexy witch with TOTALLY sucked because I felt anything BUT sexy. My evening as a sexy witch started awkward as our male babysitter couldn’t make eye contact with me as I was in a costume that was about 7 inches above my knee with fish net stockings and high heeled boots. Then, we decided to hit up the liquor store to get non-alcoholic wine so I didn’t look suspicious.
At the party I choke down my first glass of nonalcoholic wine. Have you tried this?? If not, don’t! It is nasty. I pour a second glass. After this one is completed I decide I should acting a little tipsy. So far, so good…nobody has questioned my slurring words yet. Shit….jello shots are making their way around. Everyone knows I LOVE jello shots. Good excuse: I am running a race in the morning so I am going to pass on the hard alcohol tonight. But I go for my third glass of wine. This time I decide I should start acting a little silly (I am probably really acting silly because I beyond tired at this point.) My friends are totally buying it!!
I am the best fake drunk girl EVER.
On Sunday I was running a half marathon. Since I am an avid runner this is totally fine for me to do. But, I decide not to push it and just have fun with it. Nobody believes I would EVER run a half marathon just to have fun. Everyone knows I always try my best and am super competitive. I decide to run a little slower than usual but still have a decent time. I cross the finish line right under the 1:40 mark and voila. Half Marathon complete. Great time for being pregnant and I stick to my story, I was out the night before so I just had fun with it. Phew…this is getting exhausting!
Now at 5 weeks pregnant I am WAY more tired than usual. I feel bloated. My boobs and nipples are starting to hurt. I am a walking dizzy disaster and I am super nauseas.
I have never had symptoms this early before!! YIKES