Week 14 - The boobs take over

I apologise for my tardiness in blogging the past few days. Life has been crazy to say the least! So here we are at Week 14. Normally, I provide an update on what’s happening with Sticky but it’s clear Sticky is doing fine. This week, it’s all about me!

Fabulous Friday

Happy Fabulous Friday all! Sorry for the late post. It’s been one of those hectic days but I’ve decided to stay back at work to post this. What’s fabulous about today is blogs! I had never really read blogs until I started my own, but now I appreciate them for the information, insight and improvement they bring into my life.

A fear failure

Last night I had a huge failure in my fear management. It took me a while to figure out what caused the melt down but the pieces finally fell into place. Funnily enough, it all started with watching a documentary on mental illness. As you do!

Losing my security blanket

Second trimester should be a time for celebration and feeling a sense of relief. On one hand it is, and on the other it isn’t. Normally, women celebrate the fact they’re feeling better, the nausea is dissipating and the energy has returned. While feeling better is great, the lack of symptoms throws you into no man’s land of not knowing what’s going on.

What they never tell you about pregnancy

One of the things I’ve learnt in my 13 weeks of pregnancy is how much information pregnant women don’t share with you. So many things have happened to me that no one ever speaks about. And, the scale they happen on has never been discussed. I will share my experiences with you all of what I’ve learnt so hopefully you won’t be too shocked when it comes your turn.

13 weeks!

13 weeks – we have officially reached 2^nd trimester. To be honest, it feels a bit anti-climatic. My husband and I were meant to go out for a celebratory lunch but he’s home sick. I thought I’d celebrate by buying another pregnancy bra but I’m so busy at work I can’t even leave. But, I am overjoyed to be here and would sing it from the rooftops if I had a minute to spare.

Fabulous Friday

Happy Fabulous Friday everyone. I know the last two Fridays have been a little low beat, and to be honest, I’m so exhausted I could be low beat again. But, I choose not to be. There is much fabulousness to be upbeat about so I will be!

Releasing the fear

Today I’m in the post scan come down I normally get. The thrills of seeing Sticky have gone and the fear returns. It’s the constant roller coaster I ride but it’s one I’m getting ready to get off.

The scan results are in!

Last night I had the most peaceful night sleep I’ve had before a scan. I replaced every negative thought I had with a positive one and drifted off into a long and uninterrupted sleep. Being exhausted might have helped, but I like to think going to sleep in a positive frame of mind was the key!

The ongoing 2 week wait

Ever since I found out I was pregnant, my life has unfolded in two week chunks. Tomorrow is my 12 week scan, than in two weeks I’ll see the obstetrician again. And that will be it. From then, my life will unfold in four week chunks until November. It doesn’t sound like much but I fear moving from two to four weeks will require a significant adjustment.

12 weeks pregnant

Here we are – 12 weeks. It’s only 1 more week until we’re officially in second trimester. Sticky is now the size of a lime and by all accounts is having a rollicking time in there. She’s grasping, sucking, having a few hiccups and rolling about. She’s loving life and doing great. I, on the other hand, am not.

Fabulous Friday BUT...

Last week I had a Fabulous but frazzled Friday. This Friday it seems to be a Fabulous but freaked out Friday. To be honest, I’m struggling with Fabulous Friday’s at the moment. I’m so exhausted come the end of the week it’s hard to find the energy to be Fabulous. I might need to embrace Marvellous Monday instead, but I’ll give it my best crack!

The illusive pregnancy glow

I ran into a friend this morning who doesn’t know I’m pregnant. The first thing she said to me was “Wow, you look fantastic.” I suddenly realised she’s the 4^th person who’s said that to me in the past week. I wonder if the pregnancy glow has kicked in and I just didn’t realise it. It would make sense – while people might be noticing the glow on the outside, I’m noticing the distinct lack of it on the inside.

Preparing to say goodbye

Last night, I was thinking about my current group of friends and the ones I will most likely loose touch with once Sticky is on the scene. I don’t like to think that I will no longer be friends with someone just because children come along, but it’s inevitable. I’ve lost many friendships due to children and the fact your lives just split in different directions. When the split occurs, friends will either come with you or not.

11 weeks pregnant

11 weeks today – the magic 13 week mark is so tantalisingly close! This week marks the start of a 3 week growth period so it will be interesting to see if my appetite grows with it. Sticky is now the size of a fig and the vital organs are now fully formed. This means the likelihood of anything going wrong has dropped significantly, but not enough for me to drop my concerns.

Fabulous but frazzled Friday

Last night I was kept awake until 3:30am thanks to a police siege outside my house. I have had disrupted sleep every night this week thanks to terrible gas pains and waking up hungry. I have reached a whole new level of exhaustion I have never known so it’s very difficult to feel fabulous today when my brain has left my body.

Belly belt time

The time has come. I have finally succumbed. It’s belly belt time.

Meeting Dr T.

Today was our first appointment with the obstetrician. The only thing I knew about him was what I had read on some online comments so I was eager to meet him. It seems like his office is a total zoo but I loved it!

The truth of being 10 weeks pregnant

I know I’m only in my 2^nd day of week 10 but I’m noticing, and feeling, a massive shift already. Things are definitely changing. As a result, I’m “feeling pregnant” for the first time.

So, what’s changed? For those of you who are a few weeks behind me, I’ll break it all down for you so you know what you have to look forward to.

10 weeks pregnant - rain on my parade

Here we are – week 10. We’ve reached double figures! Sticky’s the size of an olive and her bones and cartilage are forming, her eyes are moving from the side of her head to the front and the diaphragm is being built. Apparently, this is the week my morning sickness is likely to be the worst it’s been and it’s already reared its head. There are many things to celebrate this week but my joy has been tainted by sad news.