It’s been about 4 and a half weeks since I discovered the wonderful news that I was expecting.
As much as it’s been a effervescent time for me, it’s also been quite stressful.
From the moment I found out I was pregnant, I’ve been on progesterone suppositories. Without these suppositories, I’d probably be an even bigger mess of worry. They’ve brought me a whole lot of reassurance and calm despite their “ickyness”.
For those that have used them, you know what I mean.
I’ve also been asked to do limited activity at this sensitive time and rest often. I’m not as tired as I was in the first couple of weeks, so having to limit my activity and lie in bed most hours is, in all honesty… boring.
I know every pregnancy is different, but I can’t help but compare this one with my 1st. I have to say, this one is like walking on a cloud compared to before.
Food diversions and nausea is virtually non-existent (only have sporadic bouts of them here and there), no headaches or extreme tiredness, my lady humps are not sore anymore — I’m actually feeling normal. In other words: I don’t feel pregnant.
And that, my friends, is what is causing my burden and anxiety. I also blame the Internet for instigating more of this uneasiness.
I know we all like to play doctor with access to the Internet, but word of advice: Avoid the Internet! Just ask your doctor if you have any concerns at all so they can give you better answers.
I’m such a hypocrite because I live off the Internet. In many ways, it’s helped me! It has answered a lot of things I needed quick answers to and gave me some consolation. But at the same time it also brought along a lot of questions and over-analyzing every little thing that is going on in my body.
I’m taking my prenatal vitamins everyday (have been for months before conception), I eat pretty well (I eat a whole lot to be exact! :p), and I rest as often as I can.
I have a great support system in my husband and family (which is a HUGE help).
And according to all my records and appointments thus far (incl. a 7 week ultrasound that showed a heartbeat), everything is A-OK.
So why do I continue to walk on egg shells?
I don’t think I will stop worrying. Even once I hit my 12th week which marks the end of this scary 1st trimester.
Pregnancy is a beautiful thing but it’s also a very, VERY unnerving thing as well.
Perhaps it’s the motherly predisposition in us that never goes away even when our children are adults?
I don’t know.
But what I do know is that I’m very excited that I’ll be hitting my 10th week this Sunday which means 2 more weeks of my first trimester and… let us eat cake! I plan to celebrate, that’s for sure. 🙂
For now, I will dig into this tapioca pudding that I have been eyeing the past 5 minutes and then snuggle up under my warm blanket with my little girl with some pretzels, chocolate almonds and milk and watch a fun movie.
Remembering that I am still a mother right now and I have a little girl that needs me to be strong and happy for her. So that, I shall be.