If you ever hear a pregnant woman talk about how exhausted she is, she is NOT lying. In fact, she is probably not telling you how bad it REALLY is. It's a bit ridiculous.
I've always been someone who could get by with 6-7 hours of sleep, even less when I was younger. Now, I crave 8-10 hours each night, which, of course, is not always possible. It's very common for me to hit the hay before 10 p.m. and wake up as late as possible in order to still get to school before 7:30 a.m. And I STILL feel exhausted!
This little dino-bean (as he resembled in his latest ultrasound photo on Friday) is like a parasite. He loves to steal my nutrients and all my energy. But am I complaining? Of course not! This will all be more than worth it in the end, for sure.
Aside from the exhaustion, I also have daily dull nausea. Sometimes I dry heave; sometimes I don't. Sometimes I want to throw up on my way to school. Sometimes I want to avoid all food but cheese and bad carbs. Sometimes the smell of even the slightest thing sends me over the edge. Very bad, I know. However, I need to listen to my body and give bean what he wants! This rationale has recently gotten me Sunday brunch out of the house, so I'll keep it up as long as possible. :)
Of course, I am now in my eighth week of pregnancy and over halfway through the dreaded first trimester. I really can't complain so far, and I imagine that things only get better in the second trimester. At least, I can hope!
I love dino-bean dearly and only want him to continue growing healthfully and productively. Now that he has a heartbeat, all signs point to a happy and healthy rest of my pregnancy. Hey, this tired girl can dream, right? :)
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