I should preface this post by stating I feel incredibly blessed to be pregnant and could not be more excited! Today, however, I’d like to talk about the things nobody else seems to mention regarding pregnancy. There are those who can go the entire 10 months (that’s right, it’s actually 10 not 9) without gaining more than 15-20 pounds. These women look radiant, adorable and as though they have a basketball under their precious little maternity shirt. Then there are women like myself. The minute I pee on the stick my hips expand, my face breaks out and my nose stretches from one side of my face to the other. Also, I become exceedingly more dramatic.
Holy crap. There is nothing average about pregnancy hormones. These bad boys take hold of your tear ducts and adrenaline and hang on tight. They also grab ahold of your common sense, patience, and whatever it is that controls whether or not your feelings are easily hurt. Prior to becoming pregnant you could call me every name in the book and I’d giggle. Now, not so much. Here’s an example:
Friend: “Cute shirt, Lindsey! Is that new?”
Me: “What the crap, you think I’m fat don’t you? Quit judging me! I’m hungry all the time!”
Once again, slight exaggeration 🙂 But you get the point. Dramatic, and emotionally unstable.
The Rangers lost the World Series, again. I cried. My daughter grew an inch, I cried. Sonogram, cried. Stumped my toe, cried. Talking to my Sister on the phone, laughed until I cried. And lets not forget pregnancy brain. I forget pretty much everything. Tasks that once took no time at all now take half a day. My common sense has gone out the window and I ask dumb questions quite frequently.
Lets talk pimples, shall we? They’re plentiful, they’re painful, and they also make me cry. I break out like I’ve never broken out before. They aren’t normal breakouts, they don’t go away quickly and often reappear in the same place. They are what my dermatologist refers to as “hormonal breakouts” he also says “there’s nothing you can do about them”. Great! I would normally pile on every burning zit cream under the sun to knock ’em out, but there are very few safe medications for this type of thing when you’re pregnant. So, I pile on my StudioFix foundation from Mac. Next best thing 🙂
Like I previously mentioned, my hips immediately expand when “pregnant” flashes on that tiny little screen. I had morning/all-day sickness for the first 14 weeks and the only thing that somewhat curbed that nausea was sugar and carbohydrates. Not cool. Another important thing most women forget to mention? Food tastes SO much better for some reason. Maybe it’s because I’m ravenous all the time? Maybe it’s those pesky hormones again? Who knows? All I know is even my favorite foods never tasted so good.
There is a long period of time, for me, where I don’t look pregnant. I just look like I’ve eaten a massive Chipotle Burrito three times a day for a few months. My first pregnancy I didn’t show until I was 20 weeks. This time around, 12 weeks and I looked 20. During these time periods maternity clothes look silly on me and my clothes just don’t fit. Everything is tight around my hips and they certainly don’t fit around my belly. This stage is increasingly trying on your self esteem. Especially since a lot of women don’t tell anyone they’re pregnant until they’re out of their first trimester. During this time I like to wear cotton shorts and my Husband’s t-shirts. Cute! Not. I really wish Nike would come out with a maternity line.
It’s not until I’m pregnant that I fully realize how much junk I put into my body. I love blue Monster energy drinks, the big ones with the screw on lids. As much coffee as I can drink without my computer screen jumping around violently. Diet Coke. Lots of Tea. All of which are loaded down with caffeine. I love caffeine! When pregnant it’s recommended you consume 150mg or less (depending on who you ask). Do what?! That’s right. I’m cool with it, though, baby comes first! I was also drinking and eating things that were full of artificial sweeteners prior to becoming pregnant. Artificial sweeteners are like poison. Aspartame, Sucralose etc.. Poison. I knew that, but couldn’t quite fully kick ’em to the curb until I knew it would be affecting my sweet baby as well as myself. I’ve sense replaced them with Stevia and can’t even tell the difference. It’s all natural and even more sweet in my opinion 🙂 Bonus!
There are a million positive things about pregnancy that far outweigh the bad and I’m sure I’ll blog about those in the future. The purpose of this post was to prepare those of you who may have the same issues when pregnant. I’m a fan of being informed, and nobody informed me 🙂 I expected a cute little bump and that radiant pregnancy glow everyone raves about… 🙂
More “keepin’ it real” pregnancy related reading
My Sister blogs about these issues on her site, TheMemmers.com, and goes into way more detail. Maybe even more detail than you’d like.