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!

Bush Spew

Another day done and dusted. My god I'm exhausted.

I really can't believe how tired I am. I went for a long walk today into town and picked out an aqua blue coloured yarn to start knitting a baby blanket. On the walk home I took a detour through the Trevallyn Steps. The steps wind up to the top of the Cateract Gorge and when I normally take this route I jog up the stairs. Today I had to stop 4 times to catch my breath and allow my heart to slow down. My legs felt like lead!

Cramps have subsided today but I spent about 5 minutes on the side of the road dry-reaching into a bush while I was on my walk. My stomach feels like it has shrunk so I can only eat a small amount at a time other wise I just vomit it back into my mouth. I did a bit of light jogging on my walk but then I got indigestion. Bloody hell!

I'm surprised at how encompassing this whole pregnancy thing is. It's effecting every aspect of me and on top of that I just can't stop thinking about it. Argh! It's the first and last thing on my mind at every single moment of the day. Is that normal?

I haven't told Mum yet. I sent her a message asking her to call me but not a peep yet. I wonder how she'll react?

It seems to be sinking in for Rory and I've been catching him grinning at me excitedly. He got reaaallly drunk last night and kinda had a freak out, and woke me up talking about wanting to sleep with other girls and feeling trapped, but meh - I think that's a fairly normal feeling.

I keep getting whiffs of the strangest scents that are just so intensely strong. Half of the smells I can't even describe - they're so bizarre. One was a mix of burning plastic/gas, then at the BBQ yesterday all I could smell was sewage, my BO makes my stomach turn and smells SO incredibly strong (when Rory couldn't smell it at all), the vegatable stirfry I cooked tonight smelt like aniseed (WTF?!). It's kind of fun just because it's so unique and a different experience.

I saw a baby in town today and I cried. I saw a pair of cute baby booties and cried. I picked out the yarn for the blanket and cried at the thought of my baby snuggling up with it. This. Is. Intense.

Yay! Mum just phoned. She's over the moon and so is my Step-Dad. Mum and I both started crying on the phone, lol. She told me when she was pregnant with Amir she had the world's most intense craving for marinated capsicum so she sat and ate a whole can until she made herself sick. Then she couldn't bare the smell, look or taste of it for a long time.

Mum kept stressing over and over how careful I need to be, and I quote: "No jumping up and down, and it's time to stop having wild nights... and those kind of 'wild nights'" Haha, thanks Mum. I love you. "You're going to have trouble keeping me away," she said before we hung up. I'm so glad. It sounds like they're having fun in France. She'll be home around the 10th of August.

Okay, I am busting for a wee and I'm going to do some yoga.

Okay, I'm going to do

It's so late.  I should be in bed. Instead I felt compelled to write my blog. First time ever. 

I'm actually watching Jerry Springer sitting in my undies. This is great.  I haven't watched it for years. 

Pregnant women bitch fighting. This is a good quality night in folks.