Happy Mother’s Day!

I got to celebrate my first as an expecting mother and it was such a fun day. We went out to Olive Garden for lunch, then went to a painting pottery place for the afternoon. My mom painted a ring dish, my mother in law painted a duck for her bathroom, my brother painted a mug to look like Kirby, my husband painted a truck, and I painted a planter with lavender on it.

Afterwards, we had a cook out at my parents house with my brother, his girlfriend, and her kids. It was so adorable watching my husband run after her two year old girl in the yard. (He’s just getting himself ready to be a girl dad!)

Yesterday was a day full of fun as well. It was Luna’s 10th birthday and we spent all day doing what she wanted to do. (We did a video where she picks one hand or the other and it had two options on it).

We started off with a Dunkin pup cup. Then we went to Petco, where she picked out two things (a busy treat for her toy and rawhides, of course). We also got them new life jackets (yes, I’m that dog parent). Luna’s is a coral color and has a mermaid tail fin. Nyx’s has a shark fin to continue her theme.

After Petco, we took her to my parents since they have a large back yard and threw her fetch ball for her for an hour. Then we went to Warped Wing for food and they could sit on the patio. I was worried with the oncoming dogs and people about Nyx, but she had a rawhide bone and she only grumbled…I’m proud of her. Luna had a blast sun bathing and begging for more fries.

When we got home, Brandon decided that she deserved ice cream too and we finished our night with Dexter: New Blood and snuggling on the couch.

All in all – a great weekend! I can’t believe my first baby is ten.

This morning had a rough start for me since I had bad insomnia last night. But, the afternoon picked up.

I got to leave work early because we were slow. So I went to the gym to work out, came home and felt good, so I cleaned the house. It was so refreshing to have that little bit back of myself. The first trimester is hard so these rare good days are worth it…especially at 10 weeks, my symptoms definitely peaked.

I agreed to let myself have a rest day from the gym tomorrow, since we have been lifting heavy (obviously within reason for me). I’m sore, but it feels good.

My mental health smiled today in a clean house, with old favorite music playing, me singing badly, and my husband making dinner for the both of us.

I’m glad tomorrow is Thursday.

I’ve been MIA because I have been so sick to my stomach. I’ve been battling morning sickness, can’t keep anything down, fought with my OB’s office for my anti-nausea medication and won.

Today was a better day. I vomited in the morning but felt well enough later to go to the gym. After the gym I felt really good. Cleaned the house a little bit before I relaxed.

I’ve been focusing on giving myself more grace. I am in first trimester survival mode. I deserve to take it easy. And ignore the laundry for a few more days…haha.

Today we saw our little bean on ultrasound. (That’s what I’ve been calling our baby, still convinced it’s a girl). It was the happiest moment I’ve had this week!

Overall, the appointment went well it was overwhelming. I tried to nap, unsuccessfully. I slept really poorly last night, I felt nauseous almost all night and it kept me up despite my medication.

I’m hoping the rest of this week goes by quickly, I’m ready for the weekend!

I’m giving myself grace today because I’m exhausted. But excited for our ultrasound tomorrow!

Today we announced to my husband’s extended family that we were pregnant. My shirt was a huge hit, the boys really liked it. We went to a playground that reminded me of one I grew up playing at in Virginia. It was a wooden castle with lots to do for the kids.

We were there for an hour and a half running after the boys, pushing them on the swings, and watching how dizzy they got after the tire swing.

Afterwards we got ice cream with them and it was just such a nice outing. With more promises to do it again sometime soon.

It all made me realize that our kid will grow up close to his family. It made me so happy to think about how when they are older, they will be friends and they will run around together at a playground or even go to the same school.

At the same time, it also made me sad at the same time because they won’t be so close with my family. Between distance of Michigan, no one having kids their age, and the fact that they aren’t the most reliable bunch was enough to bring some tears to my eyes.

Even though they won’t be as close, I’m okay with it. Because they will get to know the sweet souls on their dad’s side of the family and people that will truly show up for them.

I suppose that’s all you really need.

it’s been a miserable couple of days. I have hardly been able to keep food down. Today was the first day in a long time, but I have kept food down.

I spend the majority of the day sleeping in and letting my body rest. I food that my body was craving. And I sat in the sun and read some while my husband put steps on the truck so that I can get in and out one further along.

Tomorrow we are going to the park with his cousin and her kids to announce and I’m excited. I made the shirt to wear because I love Toy Story.

I’ve been trying to give myself more grace when it comes to daily activities, but writing is the last thing on my mind when I’m headed to bed early for a long day.

Yesterday was my mom’s birthday and we went out to Mexican and I think I ate about two bites and that was it. It was a nice evening and I enjoyed celebrating her.

However, on the way home my husband farted in the car and I made him pull over so that I could vomit. He just so happened to pull into a church parking lot which in hindsight is pretty hilarious but at the same time, I feel bad for whoever takes care of their lawn.

I also only worked half the day yesterday because I was so constipated and vomiting and uncomfortable. My manager let me go home. I promptly spent the rest of the afternoon vomiting, and eventually my constipation went away, which is great news.

I honestly think constipation is a real devil in pregnancy. I never expected it but today I feel great. 

Listen. I’m going to be TMI in this post because I am so uncomfortable this is ridiculous.

I’d give A N Y T H I N G just to poop. I’m so beyond constipated, this is new fresh hell for me. I would much rather be vomiting nonstop currently than experience this.

I’m doing all of the things. I’m drinking enough water, I walked a bit to try to get it moving, I’ve eaten fiber filled meals, and I’ve taken the okay’d over the counter medications. N O T H I N G.

I could quite literally cry.

Someone tell me it gets better in a week, please. Is there a magic spell? Something.

I’ve been slacking bad on writing as my nausea and vomiting have gotten worse. I feel like a big baby because I tip toe around food and I’m just ready for that symptom to end.

I’ve found that red sauce/tomato sauce or soup is a big no go for me. So now I am cutting it entirely out of my diet for the time being. Which makes me sad because we are going out for Mexican on Tuesday and I LOVE salsa. But for the love of keeping food down, I’m going to have to pass.

I have been eating a lot of cereal. Which, I know, is not a balanced meal but the most important thing is – I am keeping it down.

Reese’s puffs and coco pebbles right now are my go to. I never ate cereal but right now it’s my saving grace.

I have a prescription for my nausea, I have preggie pops, I have my multiple snacks every few hours, my crackers in the morning, and I’m trying every other trick in the book. First trimester is all about survival I think…lol. At least I can laugh at myself,

We had a great Easter, went over to my husbands aunt’s house and got to watch all of the kids hunt for their eggs. Played with the kids a little bit before we went back home. It brings a smile to my face that next year we will be participating with a baby of our own.

It all makes it worth it.