Up until now I’ve kept my pregnancy photos almost exclusively on Instagram. I did this mainly to prevent belly bombardment, but since I’m always blogging about what I put in my belly, it seemed fitting that I have just one token pregnancy post to update you crazy kids with. I originally made this collage for myself and family, but I suppose I can share it here as well =) I’ve had way too much fun looking back at old photos and laughing at myself “Wait I thought THAT was big? No, no, THIS is a baby bump! Wait — no! THIS is!”
also? crazy exciting-slash-terrifying =)
The first 2-3 months of pregnancy marked the most severe throttling via HG so any photo I attempted up until that point looked pretty much the same. The bulk of my abdominal definition vanished from the illness-related weight loss and dehydration but I still looked like my usual self for the most part:
The photo on the left was around week 2 when I found out that I finally got pregnant despite having PCOS and the ones on the right were around the 2-3 month mark. The bulk of the sickness [or plague, as I lovingly call it] faded around month 5 but I still maintained quite a bit of morning sickness up until the very end. It was pretty taxing both physically and mentally, but I’m so incredibly grateful to have this opportunity that you won’t hear too much complaining on my part.
Since I’m on the topic, I don’t think nearly enough women talk about Hyperemesis Gravidarum or PCOS because I had never heard of either until I found myself diagnosed with both conditions! Neither are full of rainbows and butterflies but ya know what? It happens! And it’s survivable. [no matter how much I groaned like a zombie and demanded brains and bagels] If you’ve ever had issues with either, I’m always here if you need to vent. Or laugh. [because giggling is uber theraputic, case in point] I went through numerous doctors and tests/screenings before we figured out why on earth I was having trouble conceiving. I was frequently shrugged at and told I was probably too fit or too thin [despite being a few pounds over the recommended weight for my short stature] and was even told to stop exercising. Despite the fact that I only worked out a few times a week, I cut back on gym-time almost entirely and packed on some extra weight. Of course neither helped one bit and I had the added bonus of being uiber cranky without my exercise endorphins. It took finding a physician that actually had polycystic ovarian syndrome to figure it out.
It’s safe to say that the majority of the time my face looked a lot like this:
Though lately I’m rocking a little less ‘tude and a little more smile because of this:
And that brings us to today. I’m two days shy of 39 weeks and feeling a mix of nostalgia, excitement, and [of course] sheer terror. I gained all my recommended poundage [take that HG!] and I’m ready to go. Woot! It’s been a long year but I’m ready for the next chapter of my life! Oh… and I’m also ready to move out of this hotel and into a place with a kitchen so I can start cooking up a storm again. I have a few recipes I squirreled away to share over the next few days/weeks though. So fear not, I still have ways of bribing you to eat your veggies. Willingly. I want you to eat them and cheer! That’s an order!
For those of you who came here looking for food, go make these immediately:
Then give yourself a gold star, you veggie rockstar, you! =)
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