First of all, thank you from the bottom of my heart for your outpouring of congratulations and excitement for our little miracle. I’m so glad there are people still checking my neglected blog and still care so much. You guys are the sauce.
I meant to post this update yesterday but I had promised my favorite cookie baking group to have the Cookies in July sign-up form ready by Monday so that took precedence this time. Hopefully from now on I’ll do a weekly pregnancy update on Mondays. Maybe I’ll even get really crazy and start posting recipes again!
I haven’ t been taking weekly pictures like I meant to, but I did have Den take a photo of me at seven weeks in our perfectly manicured backyard. Here, Cupcake was only the size of a blueberry, so I’m only sporting the “food baby” bump that I grew long before the real baby came along.
The first 13 weeks were just yucky. I mean the way I felt physically. I can’t think of a word to describe it other than “yuuuuuuuck” and exhausted. I never got morning sickness or nausea so I really don’t have much to complain about, though!
I also never felt emotional–in fact I was the opposite. I always thought if I got pregnant I would just break down into tears and never stop crying. I cry when I’m really happy! But no, the disbelief was so overwhelming that although I did cry a little, it was hard to believe it could really be true and I didn’t really allow myself to get too emotional about it. As the truth settled in, all I felt was absolute joy. That first month I was really prone to giggling–I was in such a great mood that everything made me laugh.
I came down with a stomach virus during week 13 that my entire family got (except for Dennis), and after I got over that I seemed to also magically feel my old self again. The illness coincided with me entering the second trimester, so I guess it was just the timing, as the second one is supposed to be the easy one when you feel the best through your pregnancy. I never thought I’d feel good again until the baby came, so this is a huge relief! By the way, please try this old Palestenian potato remedy next time you get a tummy flu or other tummy troubles–I now swear by it!! I took longer than anyone else to get over the virus, and this is finally what cured me, along with prayers from friends.
This is me at 15 weeks, and you’ll have to tune in tomorrow to find out what my crazy hat is all about. If you’ve been reading for a while, I bet you recognize it (sans flowers).
The only thing I have to report right now is that I’ve been getting headaches, which is unusual for me so I’m sure it’s the pregnancy hormone headaches I’ve heard about. The first one was killer, but since then they’re low-grade and manageable. Today is the first day in several I have no headache at all-yay!
The last thing I have to share today is a video I started working on before I announced our good news, which tells our story in pictures to the song “Before The Morning,” by Josh Wilson. This song often lifted me out of the infertility dumps during my darkest times and I hope you love it as much as I do. The introduction was recorded as a sort of video diary in January, just two months before I got pregnant. I had no idea if I would ever get pregnant, but I actually recorded it in hopes of being able to share it as part of our “happy ending” story some day. Praise the Lord that I am able to now.