Yesterday Danny and I had our 12 week scan which dated us at 12 weeks and 4 days pregnant. Which is exactly as I predicted from my cycle, yay go you regular 28 day cycle! I don’t really know where to begin with this blog post but all I know is I want to document and share as much as I can. I suppose it starts with the day I found out . .
I don’t know about you but my time of the month can be hell on earth. I mean like seriously, I get grumpy, ravenous, immense stomach pain, sickness . . You name it I get it. I am very regular, almost down to the exact day and I know a week in advance that I’m due on. But the 7th of January was very different. I felt right as rain, I felt amazing in fact, no sign of a period whatsoever and that is when I knew. Like a sixth sense I just had an intuition. I hadn’t even missed my period but I still took the test and low and behold there we have it a big fat positive.
I shit myself. Of course I did. I may be 25, I may be married, I may have the most amazing family support but I still definitely 100% shit myself. It was only really when we told my family later that evening that the excitement truly kicked in, along with the anxiety, the worry, the what ifs but that’s just me, no.1 worrier Emma! So basically I found out when I was less than 2 weeks pregnant (although they would date you as 4) and my oh my have those 8 weeks been the longest of my life!
Week 6 hit me like a train. Nausea. Nausea ALL THE TIME.Gagging at the smell of the fridge, Danny’s deodorant, my Mum and Dad’s dinner. Everything made me feel ill. I genuinely had to log out of Instagram because I couldn’t look at ANY food. Awks when you’re Instagram is predominantly slimming world! All I could stomach was bread, chips, maybe some sweets (very healthy diet) but meat and veg was a NO GO. Thankfully this lasted about 2 weeks and slowly subsided to very infrequent gagging and sickness. I have tired my hardest to not complain as I feel truly blessed but my god some days you just need to cry. I am a night owl, always have been! Danny and I usually go to sleep around midnight it’s just something we’ve always done. Well not anymore, this pregnant lady needs her bed by 9 and asleep by half 9! Some days it would get a bit past half 9 and the tiredness would hit me like a ton of bricks and I couldn’t even talk I was that tired. Napping became my new hobby and like a true grandma I would snuggle up in bed at 9pm and drift off to sleep by half 9! Stupidly I had never realised the first 12 weeks would be hard (I am aware it’s different for everyone) but I just thought because the baby is so small it wouldn’t really effect you so much! I’m hearing rumours the second trimester is a lot easier (again I know everyone is different) so we will wait and see!!
Thankfully the nausea has almost gone (touch wood!) and I definitely feel a lot less tired today but that could be because I am so excited to finally tell everyone that I am still buzzing off that!! I still am very picky with my food and I’ve had some crazy food aversions, genuinely haven’t touched a vegetable since January so I’ve been trying to get all my goodness from fruit and obviously vitamins but I am no where near as bad as I was. I am hoping to follow slimming world during pregnancy but will not be putting any pressure on myself as I want to enjoy every second! Finally I want to say a huuuuge thank you to everyone for your amazingly kind comments and lovely words, I am so overwhelmed!
All my love,