Monday, July 28, 2014

the first trimester

Thanks for all the love on our baby announcement, ya'll! Needless to say, that's why there's been a blogging hiatus for me the past several weeks. I haven't really been able to keep my eyes open long enough to write much, or heck, do much.

We had been talking about starting a family for quite a while, and decided to actually start trying before I left for Poland. Between my ten day vacation and then lots of stress with work, it didn't happen right away for us. Honestly, a part of me was sort of bitter about that. Pretty much all of our friends who have kids or are pregnant got pregnant either: (a) without trying, or (b) on the first try. We didn't fall into those two categories, but looking back, I'm glad we didn't. God had a better plan for the timing of our baby and it is perfect. 

I had it kind of set in my heart that we wouldn't get pregnant in May. I was much too stressed with the end of the school year and moving out of my classroom to think my body would actually relax enough to get pregnant. Suddenly, I was emotional. I mean unreasonably emotional. I remember being depressed one night and not able to tell Austen what was wrong because I thought he'd send me to the looney bin for feeling like my swoon quilt top would never come back from the quilters. The last week of school, I ate two bags of mega peanut m&m's. And I wanted Chipotle guacamole all day, every day. Still, I thought nothing of it. 

I was a few days late when Austen told me to go take a test. I assured him I was not pregnant, just stressed, but I humored him. It took a whopping 30 seconds for the word: pregnant to show up on the screen. I ran giggling in the family room and told him the news. He told me I was lying. We stood there, staring at each other for what seemed like forever. We hugged and kissed, I kept giggling, and at one point, I think I said, "Oh, shit." We really did it. I was really pregnant. 


This was on a Saturday afternoon, so on Monday morning I called my doctor at the hospital on the Air Force base to let them know the good news. They don't consider your results true until you get a blood pregnancy test done, so I went to enjoy that magic. At the same time, my sisters were asking if I was pregnant or not (note to self - never tell your sisters you're late because they'll want real answers). We were going home in two weeks. So, I lied. I told them I had gotten my period, because we wanted to surprise them in person. 

Fast forward about two weeks. I had cramping in my lower right side and was exhausted, but not a lot of other symptoms. On a Tuesday evening, I had a burning sensation in the same cramping spot, and then the cramping was strong for about 12 hours. The next morning, we decided to go to the ER (because that's what you do on a military base) to rule out an ectopic pregnancy. I had urine samples, a cervix check, 6 vials of blood drawn, and an ultrasound. Needless to say, everything looked fine. I just don't handle pain well, but better safe than sorry in my opinion! 

We were able to announce our pregnancy that same week when we went home to Texas! My mom's birthday was a few days before, so I got her Bread & Wine, some wine, and a card with a European grandma on the front. Inside I wrote that we can now call her Babcia (Polish for "grandma") and signed the card, "Love Austen, Katie, & baby". It took her four times to realize who it was from! Afterwards, my parents were ecstatic. We told my sisters the same night, and gave his parents a card that said, "To the new grandparents." (no more risking someone not getting it!) a few days later. Everyone was over the moon!


Since then, I've had a constant nausea and some bouts with morning sickness (but for me, it's more like evening/nighttime sickness). I sleep more than I'm awake. Some headaches. Bloating and starting to outgrow some of my clothes. I've also started to become more emotional the past week or so. Really, I could have it much worse, and my aunt (who works as an ultrasonographer) reminds me that all of the symptoms are a reminder that my HCG levels are increasing and baby is growing. 

I'm looking forward to the second trimester, that's for sure! Mostly to get my energy back. It'll be nice to be in a schedule again and (hopefully) be feeling a little better. Maybe then my pudge will resemble more of a baby bump, and not just too many Chipotle veggie bowls... ;)

4 comments:

  1. Congrats again!

    It took us 10 months to get pregnant so I totally know what you mean about it seeming like it came so easy to some people. First trimester was the worst for me. I had 0 energy. You definitely get it back though! Can't wait to see your baby bump grow :)

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  2. Congrats!! I like the way you told your family. Do you plan on finding out the sex of the baby?

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  3. I'm so excited for you! I love reading your posts and it seems like you have a fun sense of humor about it all :) Can't wait to read all about your baby bump updates!

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  4. So excited for you! I love how you told your mom!

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