As I mentioned before I have never been SO hungry! Potatoes, pasta, yoghurt and smoothies are the best foods in the world. My long car trips each week are often spent thinking about food, sometimes I just can’t get broccoli out of my head (specifically this dish) and other times it’s all about the cheeseburgers. I’ve never been a big burger person so this has taken me by surprise. I’ve also taken a keen liking to a small glass of orange juice that I squeeze myself most mornings with my breakfast.
Talking with clients about their food intake did nothing to curb my appetite in the early weeks. In fact on one of my hungriest days I found myself looking at cookie recipes between clients and actually salivating at the thought of a freshly baked cookie that afternoon. By the time I got home the craving had passed so I left baking to another day. Intuitive eating is so important and I’m trying really hard to keep this practice up through this pregnancy. I stocked my desk drawer full of snacks to munch on between clients as I found that letting myself get too hungry led to nausea. I became more interested than usual in my clients usual eating patterns… oh orange cake you say, now what kind of icing did it have? Bacon, please tell me more! Though when nausea crept in a little later talking about food was the last thing I wanted to do. Oh the occupational hazards of a dietitian! Thankfully I haven’t had too many of those days. A stash of water crackers has been a lifesaver. I feel lucky to have avoided food aversions so far and the nausea really hasn’t been too bad. I often feel nauseous in the evenings thanks to IBS that I’ve yet to get a handle on, but my nausea in the afternoon and evenings is considerably worse some days. It’s an odd feeling to go to bed feeling sick, even stranger to wake up in the middle of the night feeling sick too.
I feel incredibly lucky to work 3 days a week. I have been outrageously tired so on days I can, afternoon naps have been a lifesaver, though I try not to sleep for too long in the afternoons to not mess up night time sleeps. I still haven’t been sleeping that well and that continues to be a struggle.
Early one morning we went for an ultrasound to see how things with baby were going and to find out how far along we were. Those weeks leading up to the scan felt like the longest weeks in the world. I was so excited but also feeling nervous. Turns out I had nothing to worry about, we saw our little baby for the first time! It was very special and made this whole pregnancy feel very real. It’s little heart was beating at 148 bpm, I had no idea they beat so fast! Up until that moment I still wasn’t convinced this was really happening. Though the need to use the bathroom ALL the time and my sore heavy boobs were signs it definitely was. Our baby is due early in November. I was out by about a week but given my long irregular cycle I was pretty happy to be close given that I hadn’t been tracking my cycle for long. We won’t be finding out the gender of our baby, I’ve never wanted to and Alex has come around to the idea. I have a strong feeling baby is a girl but I’m not sure if that’s because we’ve always talked about our future baby as a girl. We’ve only ever agreed on girl names, boy names are just so hard so please send your suggestions our way. Right now we call our baby, Baby, Bub, Bambino or Baby Visser.
I’ve continued to run and plan to run for as long as I feel comfortable. Keeping fit and active is a big priority for me throughout this pregnancy. I’ve really started to get into running this year and have surprised myself at how far and long I can go for. Before now I’d run 5km maybe once or twice a week and now without too much training I can do 14km or so on some rather hilly terrain. Though I’ve noticed it’s starting to take me a bit longer to recover from those bigger runs. I’ve started to get back into swimming too, getting to the pool once a week and man am I missing the ocean pools of the gong. When running becomes uncomfortable I plan to swim and walk. And yoga, I’d really like to start that too.
I felt unsure what to do about the 12 week screening scan and spent a weekend stewing over it. The timing for that scan falls whilst we’re away so we possibly could have it done just before we leave, which might be too early, or the day we get back, which might be too late. And there’s nowhere near us to have it done, which would mean a trip to Sydney by myself because Alex can’t make it with work. I wished that I’d had a friend here who could come with me. And I don’t even know what we’d do if the test indicated something might be wrong, I’m already so in love with our baby. So I wasn’t sure if I’d bother with the test. At my age we’re low risk so I took comfort it that but also talked it out with a friend who recently had a baby. She pointed out that if something was wrong wouldn’t it be better to pick it up earlier, we’d still love baby regardless and wouldn’t it be amazing to see baby again? Of course it would! Sometimes just chatting out those thoughts with another mum is all one needs to get a good perspective of the situation.
I was doing so well at documenting the pregnancy then it all got a bit mad in those few weeks prior to our America trip, mostly house things. Buying a house is quite the process we have learnt, especially with the pressure of going overseas for a few weeks. But we got there and managed to get all of our paperwork done before we hopped on the plane. The last thing we wanted was to be overseas needing a verified copy of some document.
Let it be said that I do not recommend falling pregnant, buying a house and going overseas all at the same time. It’s not that we were stressed to the max or miserable, just that each of these big things didn’t get the full attention it deserved, mostly the trip planning part. We booked the trip fairly last minute because of our new jobs so we hadn’t worked out our proper itinerary and just booked the flights one night that we thought would work well, which for the most part they did just after a little more looking into it we would have liked to change the road trip we did, never mind. More on the trip later. I found myself far more interested in researching all things baby instead of all things America.
So here I am at 15 weeks with baby brain, jet lag and sleep deprivation remembering where I left off….
The last few weeks of the first trimester were spent in America. Despite being sick with a cold for all but 2 days of the trip, I had the most wonderful time. It was like the proper honeymoon we’d talked about but never taken. We were in this super love bubble really cherishing our time together as two! We spent lots of time talking about baby, future life plans and our house renovations. We ate some really delicious food and some terrible food. I missed my kitchen and craved smoothies. Healthy eating when travelling, especially when you’re constantly on the move, can be challenging. Then you think about the pregnancy recommendations for food safety and it feels like all you’re left with eating is fried chicken and chips. I ate quite a few things you’re not supposed to eat when pregnant, mostly for the sake of a decent vegetable consumption. I aimed for at least 1 piece of fruit, 3 vegetables and 2 serves of dairy each day. Some days it was easier and I met the actual recommendations and other days it was a struggle. I didn’t stress over it as I was taking a pregnancy supplement and took comfort in the fact that it was providing baby and I with a good dose of nutrients.
I had an episode of travel sickness just before we left, which at the time was very unpleasant. I was driving and had to pull over for a good 10 minutes and breath through it. But it turned out to be a fortunate event as it prompted me to pack my SeaBands. An excellent decision because I found myself frequently getting travel sick whilst we were away. The bands were a real life saver.
So that is the first trimester, pretty dreamy really!