I can't believe we're this far along already, and I can't believe our baby is now the size of a lemon! I have an appointment in one week from tomorrow, and I'm a little worried about weighing in. I think I'm always worried about weighing in though...
After my amazing one pound gain at my last appointment, I decided to ease up on myself a tad and enjoy some food. However, I'm worried I've enjoyed a little too much food. Yesterday, I put on some maternity pants that are really intended for first trimester, early second trimester tummies, and oh my gosh, they were so tight I couldn't breathe. The legs were tight, and I think that's my biggest concern.
I've continued to run, but I certainly can't run like I did before. If I'm feeling tired, I'll go to our fitness center and do the elliptical. I honestly thought I had been doing a pretty good job of keeping up with it. When I weighed myself this morning on the Wii Fit, it went, "Dun Dun Dun... That's OVERWEIGHT." I was like, "wtf?" Thankfully, it spared me the whole, "Now, let's think about the cause of your weight gain," because I know pregnancy isn't an option.
I, of course, freaked out. I've gained right around 5-7 pounds. I'm going to wait and weigh myself again tomorrow, and maybe it will be better. 5-7 pounds is a little too much for 14 weeks of pregnancy, in my opinion.
I was told by my nurse practitioner to only gain a total of 20 pounds because of my small size, but my supervisor and neighbor Megan gained more than that and we're the same height. I don't know. Now, I'm really upset, and I plan to run a little more this week to try and salvage myself.
On to other things.. I know everyone gets sick of Mindy bitching about her weight. Honestly, I get sick of it, too. Put yourself in my shoes, though. After 26 years of watching my weight, I am now being told, "Hey, it's okay! Feel fat! Eat whatever." It's a bizarre feeling.
I don't think I've ever really addressed some of the things I miss. So far, I can say with certainty that I've missed a lot of things. That may sound really negative, but it's not meant to be. I'm just being honest. I've really missed beer and wine, and yes, margaritas with my Mexican food. I may sound like an alcoholic, but I do love beer and wine - especially delicious dark beer and red wine. I've missed runny eggs (which are the only kind to eat). I'm probably the pickiest egg eater ever. Just the smell of scrambled eggs is enough to make me want to vomit. Omelettes make sick just thinking about them. Bleck.
Other than food, I've missed running like I did before. I loved being able to wake up on a weekend morning, go outside, and just run forever. Then, I'd come in, ice my knees, and eat pancakes. It was fabulous. I think especially now that the Savannah Bridge Run is coming up I feel extremely left out. Oh, and I really miss soccer. Derek's playing in a league (best part, his team's name is Team Zissou!), and I get to just sit at home. I love soccer :(
Overall, I guess you could say that I just generally miss having control over my body. If I felt fat, I ran my ass off one morning. If I wanted to stay up late and watch a movie, I could. Now, I'm tired by 8 pm, and if I'm up later than 9, I typically will get whiny and may start crying.
My symptoms are pretty typical. I have heartburn multiple times a day. I have frequent headaches, and my face looks horrible. No one else I've known has suffered from pregnancy acne, but man, I've got my share of it. Right now, I'm using baby wash on it since it's mild. You can't use any of the usual over the counter stuff on it, either. I guess all of those things are in the aspirin family - argh! I have an extremely stuffed up nose. I also get pretty burpy, so sometimes when I meet with students at work, I have to apologize a hundred times just because I keep having issues. It's really embarrassing :\ The heartburn is really probably the worst, though.
I've already had to use my first pregnancy-related day off on Friday. Every time I stood up, I felt like I was going to faint. I was going to go to work anyway since I teach a class on Fridays, but Derek pretty much talked me into staying home. I stayed in bed the entire day and ate. I'm sure that really helped my numbers this morning.
My cravings at this point are so stereotypical I'm afraid to even mention them. We went to Sam's Club after Mass today, and I insisted on getting the largest jar of pickles I could find. I came home and was eating them out of the jar. I felt ridiculous. If you know me, you know I HATE pickles. Usually, Derek will eat my complimentary pickle that comes with sandwiches, but not today, I was eating them like they were popcorn.
I've also craved a lot of citrus lately, and that's even more hilarious now that the baby is the size of a lemon. My other big craving is shrimp. I'm guessing my body is turning to the one kind of meat that I do like, and I am very appreciative. In fact, I may request that we eat shrimp for dinner tonight. Yum... :)
Well, there's my trimesterly update :) AKA gripe session. I'm going to try and get to working out a little harder and just focusing on the positives. Pretty soon, I'll get to feel Baby Ratcliff move, and I cannot wait for that. Also, I will get an ultrasound next month, and that will be a much more detailed view of the baby than the gummy bear we saw back in August. Hopefully, I can get my hands on some clothes that fit, and I can watch what I eat a little better.
Here's to puffing up!
