14 weeks

This photo was taken right after running six glorious miles OUTSIDE in 40 degree sunshine. Not only was it my longest run in quite some time, but I got to breathe in fresh air and soak up the sunshine. Afterwards I felt like a new person. So the picture. Can we talk about it? I still cannot believe how much of a bump I have at 14 weeks. I hope that doesn’t mean that there is a giant baby in there. Sheesh. I am also slightly afraid of my doctor telling me that I have gained too much weight so far when I see her tomorrow. According to “them,” I should only be up about 5 lbs right now, and I’m pretty sure I have that doubled. Easily. I am thinking it’s ok because I did start out at just a couple pounds over “Ironman weight,” so I was smaller than usual to begin with. And the last thing I want to do is get caught up in any numbers, but I do want to make sure that I am progressing in the most healthy way possible for me and the baby.

Baby is now the size of a lemon and is sucking his thumb and wiggling his toes. Awww.

I started reading a really good book:

Out of all of the pregnancy related books I have read (or started to read), I like this one the best because it is geared towards athletes, especially endurance athletes. It has a lot of great information on what type/how much exercise is ok during each trimester, as well as a lot of general info on what to expect at different times, nutrition tips, etc. Basically it says that if you were an athlete before getting pregnant, it is ok to keep doing a lot of the same types of workouts you were doing before, including those that are a little bit more intense. Obviously there is no reason to be maxing out your HR or over exerting yourself, but including some slightly more intense sessions is ok as long as you listen to your body and do not ignore any warning signs that you are overdoing it.

Speaking of exercise, I worked out five days last week, which is a record. Three days running, and two days on the bike trainer. I even did some body weight exercises (push ups, squats, lunges, planks) on more than one occasion. I feel like I am winning at life right now. I am without a doubt a better human when I am able to exercise, so I am very grateful to seemingly be “over the hump” of feeling crappy and on to feeling good! I even seem to have a little bit more energy in general, though I am still loving me some nap time. I am still not sleeping completely soundly at night, which is probably most of the problem.

I have been able to eat a lot healthier now that I am feeling good, and my diet has included multiple salads, vegetables on a daily basis, and fruit by the truckload it seems. Fruit is so so good right now, especially bananas, kiwis, blueberries and apples. Also in heavy rotation: hummus, eggs, greek yogurt, ice cream and popsicles. I have even cooked some actual meals lately with more than two ingredients. Winning again.

Things I miss: Running fast. Sometimes I really have the urge to just crank it up and go all out. I miss the dizzy exhausted feeling after pounding out speed intervals, and the great tired feeling after finishing a tempo run at faster than goal pace. I am very happy that running is still feeling good and I will not complain about it too much, but I do miss the intensity of training hard. Also, red wine and dark beer. Winter is normally a time when I enjoy one nightly adult beverage, typically a delicious vanilla porter or a delectable coffee stout. I just drooled while typing that.

Oh, one last thing. I ordered some maternity clothes super cheap from Old Navy so I would have them whenever I felt the need, and I rocked my maternity skinny jeans for the first time ever out to dinner on Saturday. It was like heaven and I am never going back. I propose that all pants from now on should be manufactured with an elastic waist. That is all.

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13 weeks

And…welcome to real time on the blog! As of today I am 13 weeks 3 days. Thanks for bearing with me as I got the posts up to speed.

Baby is now the size of a peach, is forming vocal cords and teeth and already has teeny tiny fingerprints.

I took this photo while we were down in Lake Geneva for the weekend. We went down to run the S-No-W Fun Run, which was kind of a bust. I had a bad stomach ache and couldn’t run (which probably was a good thing because I heard later that the course was very snowy/slushy/slippery). Steve forgot his running shoes so he didn’t run either. Doh!

I think I am finally past the queasy phase, and have been feeling pretty darn good. I am still tired and taking naps whenever I can, but I am no longer waking up in the 4am hour. Thank goodness for the little things. I am really happy to be liking normal foods again (no squash yet though). I have even cooked some meals complete with leftovers to eat at work instead of bringing yogurt and cereal. On Sunday night we went to Steve’s parents house and ordered Mama Mia’s take out. The spinach lasagna and garlic bread made me oh so happy. Also, my sweet tooth is raging and I have been having ice cream or popsicles every night despite the arctic temps outside. Speaking of which, all workouts as of late have been indoors, because this happened:

Are you noticing the little negative sign before the 15? It was MINUS 15 degrees on my way to work on Monday. That does not even account for the fact that the wind chill was approaching -50. There is something so wrong about that statement. Needless to say, the treadmill and bike trainer have been my friend lately.

One other interesting thing that I don’t think I have mentioned so far is that ever since getting pregnant, I have been having very vivid dreams. Like incredibly real to the point where it could have just actually happened. I have always been able to remember a lot of my dreams pretty well, but this is a whole new thing when I wake up. They are not necessarily weird dreams, they could be about something as mundane as calling to make a haircut appointment, but damn if I wouldn’t have to check my calendar and make sure it wasn’t for real.

I’ve been getting a lot of questions from people now that the news is out in the open. The top of the list is are you going to find out the gender? and do you think it’s a boy or a girl? 

To answer the first part, yes we are going to find out the gender. I can’t wait until our 20 week appointment to do so. As to which I would prefer, I go back and forth, and I don’t have a strong inkling one way or another. It goes without saying that I will be happy no matter what the gender as long as the baby is healthy. Very early on I had a (very vivid) dream that I gave birth to a 13 pound baby boy. Oh lord. Then the very next night I dreamt that it was a girl. So not helpful. I think it would be great to have a little girl, especially when I think about the close relationship I have with my mom. I would love to have that with my own daughter. But little boys are so cute and Steve could have a little helper doing mechanical things which would be adorable. Also I like boy names better, so there’s that. Just under seven weeks until we can find out!

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The holidays 2013

Just over a week into the new year, it is hard to believe that another holiday season has come and gone. Also hard to believe: next Christmas we will have a freaking child which will make my favorite holiday all that much more awesome. I can’t wait to start our own family Christmas traditions and to see our kid’s face as they experience the magic of the season. We are in store for so many firsts this year, it’s kind of hard to wrap my head around the whole thing.

Check out that bump! I think it looks pretty legit. I don’t know how much of it is baby and how much is delicious holiday food, but either way it was noticeable. Christmas was magical as always, and baby even got some unexpected gifts.

Ducky outfit from Great Grandma Joan.

And baby’s first Badgers outfit – perfect for Badger football season next fall. Love!

New year’s eve was spent at my aunt and uncle’s house as usual. Nothing better than being together with family, eating delicious food, and having a dance party, not to mention a massive sleep over complete with breakfast (monkey bread!) the next morning.

I got down with my bad self and my sparkling grape juice at midnight. It was a small miracle that I made it until the clock struck twelve, seeing as my normal bedtime is now creeping towards the eight o clock hour. The advantage of a sober NYE = waking up on Jan 1st and pounding out 5 miles on the treadmill to start the year off right! And with that, bye bye 2013! I have a feeling 2014 is going to be the best year ever!

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10 week appointment

12.18.13

At 10 weeks 1 day, we had our first appointment with my OB. I had an appointment at 7 weeks with the nurse practitioner for health history and labs, but this was the first time we would be meeting the actual doc. Back when I scheduled the appointment at 5 weeks, it seemed so.far.away. A lot of time to worry if everything was ok, even though I had no indication to tell me otherwise. I knew I would feel so much better after hearing that little heartbeat to verify that there was in fact a baby in there.

Steve met me for the appointment, which involved peeing in a cup, talking with the doc, and a physical exam. Then it was time to find the heartbeat with the doppler. The doc was very clear in warning me before we started that at 10 weeks, even with someone small like me, it is not always possible to find the heartbeat with the doppler. She said if that was the case, there was an ultrasound tech there that could do a quick ultrasound. Well sure enough, she tried for a good 5-10 mins with the doppler, and nothing. I thought I heard her say she was catching fragments of the heartbeat, but couldn’t lock it in, and that my uterus is tilted backwards which makes it harder. TMI? Sorry. Strangely, I wasn’t worried at all. I just had a feeling that everything was good, and we would have an ultrasound and it would be fine. After one last try, the doc said well, it’s being stubborn. I looked at Steve and said yep, that’s about right. It’s quite likely this kid may have the two most stubborn people on the planet for parents.

So, ultrasound it was. First she had to check if the tech was still there (our appointment was at 5pm), which sent me into a mini-worry that the tech would be gone for the night and we would have to come back the next day. But thankfully she was still there, and we got right to it. She explained that to see anything this early they use a vaginal ultrasound, and as soon as she started we could see the little baby! She said I was measuring at exactly 10 weeks 1 day, commenting that my cycles must have been very regular (they were), and we would be sticking with a due date of July 15th. She looked around at everything and took a lot of measurements as long as she was in there, and then she turned on sound for the heartbeat. It was super-strong and beating away at 175 bpm. When she pointed the wand back at the baby, we saw the arms and legs flail around which was admittedly really weird. It kind of became real that there is a tiny human moving around inside of me even though I can’t feel it yet.

When we left the appointment I told Steve that I was actually really glad that the doc couldn’t find the heartbeat right away because we got to have the ultrasound and actually see the baby. Normally at the place I go, they only do one ultrasound throughout the pregnancy (if everything is normal) at 20 weeks, which is the big gender reveal appointment. I am so happy that we got to have one earlier and got to take home a photo of the little munchkin.

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Weeks 8-10

Alright, continuing to catch up here. At 10 weeks I could no longer comfortably fold down the waistband on my very cute Lululemon capris. I’m sure what you see here is all bloat and not a real bump, but during these weeks my clothes started feeling tight and I moved towards living in athletic pants and leggings. Wait, that is nothing new, but lets just say most of my jeans were no longer comfortable and I dug my bigger pairs out of the closet.

I was for the most part still waking up for the day at an ungodly hour, making naps a requirement whenever possible. The nausea was a little better, but made a nasty re-appearance during week 9. I had to immediately eat a graham cracker upon waking to stave off the queasiness, and that worked pretty well. Very sadly, I lost my taste for squash and sweet potatoes. These are usual winter staples for me, and it is so weird to be grossed out by them. I couldn’t even stomach the thought of pumpkin flavored anything. Who am I?? I was craving a lot of creamy foods like yogurt, cottage cheese, cheese in general, ice cream and caesar salad. Dairy much? I also had a very specific craving for home made pasta from Albanese’s in Milwaukee. I haven’t been to the restaurant in years, and all of a sudden I just had to have it. Sadly, an internet search revealed that the restaurant closed in 2009. Sigh.

I would be remiss if I did not also mention the fact that I have been an emotional basket case. Things that have made me cry in no particular order:

1. Random internet videos featuring good samaritans, cute animals, and anything holiday related.

2. The Ellen show when she gave away Christmas presents to the audience a la Oprah’s favorite things.

3. Thinking about the holidays.

4. The movie Everybody’s Fine. In my defense, it is a tearjerker, but I was all out ugly crying and had to get up right before the end because I couldn’t take it anymore.

5. Friday Night Lights when Landry’s dad burned his car to destroy evidence of murder for his son.

6. Steve telling me that I wasn’t being nice to him one night.

Yup.

During these weeks I ran and rode my bike trainer when I felt like it, which probably wasn’t a ton. I got outside for a few runs when the weather was ok, otherwise it was treadmill city up in here. Overall nothing too exciting to report about weeks 8-10. I was looking forward to my 10 week doctor appointment and especially to Christmas!

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Weeks 5-7

Sorry for the horrible photos. Originally I was going to take photos each week wearing the same thing and standing in the same spot. Then I realized that they look horrible and stopped after 10 weeks. I don’t feel like going back and editing them, so there. Pretty big difference from 5-7 weeks in the bloating department, huh?

I am going to recap the weekly posts 3 at a time to bring us up to speed.

At 5 weeks I was still comfortably running at an 8:30 pace. I managed 5 workouts (4 runs and 1 swim), but decided that I had to stop going to masters swim because the workouts were too intense. I was finding myself breathless in the pool which was not cool. Then nausea hit around week 6 and (along with the cold weather) zapped any and all motivation to work out. I found out during these weeks that it’s a slippery slope for me when it comes to exercise. I feel like I have a built-in excuse now if I don’t feel like doing it. Of course I will listen to my body, etc, etc…but it’s too cold outside is not a valid reason to skip exercise in favor of planting my butt on the couch and eating caramel corn. We have a treadmill for goodness sakes, and a bike trainer, not to mention a gym membership. However, I will also say that it is really hard to find the will to get a workout in when I feel like crap, am tired, and it is cold outside. I have had to learn to let go a little bit and realize that it is ok to skip out on exercise if I am not feeling up to it. It does not mean I am just being lazy. Also, coming off of a year of pretty intense training for Ironman WI, I think my body might be ready for a little break.

As for symptoms/cravings, I was still super thirsty, and still not sleeping well at night, thus a walking zombie during the day. I didn’t have any particular cravings, but in general a food could sound really good to me one day and make me want to hurl just thinking about it the next. Annoying to say the least, and I’m sure a good deal of food got wasted during this time. Week 7 I was so nauseous all week that I pretty much lived on crackers, cereal, pretzels and peanut butter.

We told Steve’s family at 5 weeks, mainly because we were together with them for our niece’s baptism and it seemed right. Of course they were excited, and ironically enough this baby will be due on July 15th, the same day that our niece Aiva will turn one.

At 6 weeks, we surprised my mom by stopping over on a Tuesday night unnanounced to deliver a cute little onesie that says “Grandma’s Little Peanut.” I’m sure she will be pleased that I am posting this pic of her in her PJ’s. Hi Mom!

The next day at lunch my mom pulled out the onesie to show to my grandma, and much excitement ensued. I also called my dad, brother and aunt with the news. We told the rest of my family that weekend at a wine tasting with my aunt, uncle and cousins. Oh, the agony of watching everyone around you sipping on sample upon sample of luscious red wine while nursing a bottle of water. This was only made up for with a trip to Pizza Man afterwards where I miraculously felt good and was up to devouring some artichoke a la mode pizza. Mmmmm…..

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Back to the beginning: 4 Weeks

(I have a bunch of posts drafted from before we told the world (aka the interwebs), and I will share some of them to bring everything up to speed. Initially I was doing weekly updates, but I don’t think I will bore you with all of them. This post was written at 4 weeks, right after we found out the news)

So let’s back up to the beginning, shall we? The week of October 21st, two days after…ahem…going unprotected, I noticed that I was incredibly thirsty. Like could.not.stop. drinking water all day and all night. I also became a raging insomniac. I would wake up in the middle of the night with my throat feeling like I was on a desert island, slam water, pee, and then proceed to be wide awake for the next hour or two. Not like me at all. I have always had a problem with waking for the day well before the crack of dawn, but never such wideawakeness in the middle of the night. The worst part was that by Wednesday, I went to make my morning cup of coffee and the smell was off. It didn’t have that magical aroma that I am used to in the morning, and it tasted just ok. (the horror!) The thought that I might be pregnant did cross my mind, but after some internet searching I determined it would be much to early to have any symptoms and tried to kind of dismiss the thought so as not to drive myself crazy. Later that week (around Thursday night) I realized that my incredible thirst had subsided a little bit, and attributed the whole thing to the WI weather becoming cold and dry.

Fast forward to the following Friday, November 1st. Throughout that week I had several more nights of insomnia, and was thirsty again on and off. Seeing as I was scheduled to leave for a ladies weekend in Door County (where I was planning to consume copious amounts of wine), I figured I should take a test just to rule it out and be safe. I bought a test that is supposed to tell you 6 days before your missed period if you are pregnant. Since I was 4 days out, I was pretty confident it would be accurate. I peed on the stick Friday morning, and after waiting 3 minutes was only left with one pink line. Negative. I was admittedly a little bit disappointed (we were not “trying” but I had built up the excitement of the possibility in my head). Oh well I thought, at least I can drink a ton of wine this weekend as planned. And I did (sorry baby!).

I got back from Door County Sunday night, and good old Aunt Flo was supposed to come on Tuesday 11/5. I am very regular, so on Tuesday when I started cramping right on schedule I was sure she was gracing me with her monthly visit. But Tuesday came and went, and nothing. Weird. Then Wednesday came and went. Very unusual. I decided if she didn’t make an appearance by Friday 11/8, I would test again. So on Friday afternoon I peed on another stick (good thing I bought a multi-pack), and almost immediately it was positive. Holy crap. I was at home, by myself, and I knew I had to leave for work before Steve would be getting home. I was kind of beside myself that I would have to get through an entire shift at work as the only person in the world that was privy to this very exciting news. Somehow I did, though I couldn’t think about anything else the whole time.

When I got home, I was so nervous to tell Steve. We were not trying for this, in fact I have been trying to convince him for the past several years that he would in fact love to have a baby. He never bought it, and was still slightly rooted in the no babies camp, though I could tell recently that he was starting to crack :) When I told him the news he just stared at me. I finally had to say, so are you going to say anything?  He said he didn’t know what to say. Poor guy was in shock. He wasn’t upset as I feared he might be, which was a relief. Then he asked if the test could be wrong. Ha! I said I don’t think they turn falsely positive very often. He then googled if the test could be wrong (it could). I told him that the test was not wrong, I was now four days late and the test went from negative the previous week to positive today. I decided he needed a little time to let the news sink in, and sure enough by the next morning he said he was already warming up to the idea. Saturday after work I took one more test just to be sure, and again it was positive.

Baby is the size of a poppyseed.

Symptoms: Thirst. I am so thirsty all of the time. If I don’t keep drinking water I sometimes start to get a headache. The insomnia is a little better this week. I am sleeping mostly through the night but still waking up before 5am for the day. Ugh. By 8pm I cannot keep my eyes open if I am sitting on the couch. Also, some cramping that feels like my period is coming but a little lower. I googled this and apparently it is common as the uterus starts to stretch.

Cravings: None really. My beloved coffee it back to tasting like the black gold that it is, and I am enjoying one single cup each morning. I did have a sudden craving for Corn Chex which I had to buy. Also I was in the grocery store and saw a tub of rice pudding that I immediately had to have. So random, and this was before I even knew I was pregnant.

Exercise: I am still running and swimming, and my goal going forward is to do some type of exercise at least 5x/week. I am keeping my runs all easy, and my comfortable easy pace right now is 8:20-8:30/mile. I know this will slow down significantly, so I am trying to enjoy it while I can. Last week (before I found out) I was able to easily hold 7:15-7:20 pace, so obviously my running is not affected yet. I am going to make a conscious effort not to push the pace, and learn to be content with running easy :) I also plan to start some light strength training to keep some sort of muscle tone.

What I’m looking forward to: Telling my family. I don’t have a concrete plan for that yet, but I’m sure it will be sometime in the next week.

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