I’ve always been the type of person and writer that is brutally honest. I believe in transparency and I believe that people read blogs because they are looking to connect with a real person with real flaws that they can identify with. I always knew that when I got pregnant I’d blog about it. I blog about many things, but always about things that touch my life or that I feel excited or passionate about and I knew that if I became a parent my blog content would organically transition into writing about that experience.
At the same time, you’re not going to see me on here gushing that my baby is the size of a butternut squash, nor will you find clichéd photos of my baby holding an “I am eight months old” sign. But you will find me being real. If it’s hard, you’ll hear about it. If it’s hilarious, you’ll hear about it. I want to write about the parenting topics people actually want to read about it, because as I am going through this pregnancy journey those are the kinds of bloggers I am gravitating towards.
Okay now that we got that out of the way, let’s talk about how the first trimester went. I’ll be doing one of these posts each trimester and categorizing my experiences as either Highs or Lows. Like I said, I believe in transparency so you’ll read about the good, the bad and the downright awkward.
Going Through This With a Friend. Two weeks before I got my positive pregnancy test, my best friend called me up to say that she was expecting. Needless to say that when two weeks later I found out I was also pregnant, things got even more exciting. Since then we have been learning together what it means to be a first time mama. I don’t think I would be having as much fun or feel as laid back about this without her. We have each other to lean on as we navigate this new world and make each other feel less bad about our mutual love for very expensive baby gear.
Relationship With My Husband. My husband has been amazing through this pregnancy so far. In the beginning, I was wrought with hormone changes causing all sorts of mood swings and wasn’t communicating what I needed from my husband, but once we had a solid heart-to-heart, he has been amazing. He gives me nightly back massages, helps around the house, does the groceries and makes sure to come to as many medical appointments as he can. He’s downloaded a baby app to keep track of our baby’s weekly developments and has even started his own daddy blog, Real Time Dad.
That First Ultrasound. Even though honestly it was just a blob on a screen, it was amazing to me that there was a human growing inside my newly formed gut instead what I assumed was just too many burritos.
Maternity Jeans. Why does no one tell you how amazing maternity jeans are? I bought maternity jeans at 8 weeks pregnant due to the bloat belly (see below for more deets) and from the moment I slid those bad boys on I knew it would be hard to ever go back.
Carbohydrates. The first trimester threw my body off completely. I had so many food aversions and the only thing that appealed to me were carbs. In the first 12 weeks, I cannot even tell you how many bagels, Tim Hortons breakfast sandwiches or A&W teen burgers I devoured. Too many. I have spent most of my life avoiding carbs, so even though it was a less than ideal situation, guilt free carbs taste really good…