Not Stupid

At work at the moment and I'm pretty darn pooped. I guess that's normal. I had the worst coffee-comedown headaches on Sunday but they've disappeared now which is great. I used to live on coffee at work. I'm just drinking decaf tea and herbal tea.
I've joined BabyGaga and started posting on the forums... This still feels so very surreal. I guess it will start sinking in once I start showing (although I'm bloated and my tummy is hard).

Rory and I had our first doctor's appointment last night. I thought the doctor would weigh me, give me an exam, and actually test that I'm pregnant herself, but no! I got a flu shot, booked an appointment on the 23rd of July for the obstetrician and then I went along to pathology to have some blood drawn. Rory got a prescription to get the vaccination for whooping cough. Although Rory didn't take the pregnancy thing all that well to begin with it's sweet to see him get excited.

I went to the gym last night after I gave blood and did a moderate 30 minute workout - just on the elliptical, rower & treadmill. I did a few isometric exercises too. I'm not sure what the go is with crunches I think it's pretty safe in the early stages so I just did 3 sets of 10 reps (10 working the front, then 10 on each side). I got a boost of energy after the gym and went up to visit a couple of friends who are moving to France today. They are both excited for us, but poor Kieran said he's freaking out because "everything feels weird and different... We're leaving, you're pregnant... it's all changing. Ahh!". Poor kid. He'll love it though. I promised I'll send photos of my growing belly and keep them updated constantly.

I weighed myself this morning expecting to see a jump, but no - I'm down to 64kg (141 pounds). I read online that it's pretty common to lose weight during early pregnancy as you focus on being healthier and I ate about 1700 calories yesterday.

Is it wrong to count calories while I'm pregnant?

I'm not restricting by any means but I'm not going to go silly and gorge on chocolate and fried food (blech... the thought just makes my stomach turn).

Rory got a bit angry at my when he saw my little notepad that I use to count calories. He knows I have issues with eating and my history with bulimia. I said to him "I would kill myself before I harm the baby!" We both stopped and gave each other a funny look. "I mean," I said, "I kill you before I kill our baby!" Hah.

I'm not stupid. The next 7 1/2 months aren't about me. It's about ensuring my body is the best host possible for our little pea. I'll get stretch marks and fat, and feel horrible but I don't care and it won't stop me from being healthy and exercising because Little Pea is my number one concern.

I'm still going to go to yoga and I'm going to start the yoga for pregnancy classes which run on a late Sunday afternoon. It's funny because I stopped yoga for a few weeks and when I started again (before I knew I was pregnant) I couldn't understand why I was so darn flexible. But of course, it's because all my tendons and ligaments are stretching. Little did I know!

Rory and I have already picked a name if it's a boy (we did this months ago). We both love the name Frank. It's Rory's Dad's name and I love diminutive of it - Frankie. I bought a baby name book but I haven't had a chance to look at it yet.

Okay, time to get back to work. And eat something!