Thursday, March 24, 2011
Observations on Pregnancy (Part 2)
One of the major things I have learned over the last 5 months is that every woman handles pregnancy differently. For example, no one could believe I started showing at 9 weeks. That wasn’t possible. It was only gas. But it was possible, at least for me. I am only 5’2” (OK…5’1”) so I have a fairly small build which leaves little room for the baby internally. I knew my growing belly wasn’t gas because it felt different, harder from my normal stomach. I get weekly emails telling me what milestones I should be expecting that week and most of the time I have already experienced them by the time I receive the email. Here are a few more things I have observed that I think are worth sharing.
My Growing Belly: I have enjoyed watching and feeling my belly grow and realizing I have absolutely no control over it. It catches me off guard sometimes when I will see my side reflection in the mirror and I realize that the changes I think I am feeling are not my imagination but are really visibly there. Add to that the flutters of movement and I am constantly amazed at what is going on inside me. At the same time, it causes me a bit of panic if I don’t think the baby is moving enough. But then I just have to keep in mind that everything is OK and I shouldn’t panic until I have proof that there is a reason to panic.
Lack of Sleep: I was exhausted during my first trimester. I was usually in bed by 9 if not earlier. I kept hearing that the 2nd trimester was great because you had all this energy. They lied. I’m still worn out all the time. Of course, it’s probably because I don’t sleep well. I am normally one of those people who sleeps so soundly it takes a lot to wake me up, like a Mack truck driving through my bedroom. However, between the potty breaks and having to sleep on my side, I am just not getting any deep sleep. Hence the tired all the time. Last night, I could barely keep my eyes opened once Chris left for work and I was in bed counting sheep before he even hit briefing at 9:45.
Baby Brain: I never believed the whole idea that being pregnant zapped your memory until I got pregnant. Now I can’t remember anything. I used to have a pretty decent memory and now not so much. Chris will swear he told me something and I don’t even recall having a conversation with him. It’s quite frustrating but at least I have an excuse and most people (surprisingly) understand. However, I am ready to have my brain back. I miss it.
When I first started writing this post a couple of weeks ago, I had several more things I wanted to talk about. It should come as no surprise that I can’t remember them all now. So, expect a part 3 to observations on pregnancy before too long. That is if I can remember the password to my blog.