I haven’t said anything because I wanted to wait until everything seemed safe, but guess what? I’m pregnant. Maybe someday she’ll even read this post. I cannot wait to see you little one! I’ve been feeling her kick for a few weeks now. It’s weird at first to feel movement inside you that you didn’t cause. Now that I’m used to it, it’s like having a friend with me during the day. I had to start telling people at work since I’m obviously pregnant.
I tried to pass it off as weight gain for a little while by mentioning how much I like holiday cookies.
I have the usual symptoms in the first trimester. I threw up a few times and I was pretty nauseous for about three weeks. Pro tip: eat your vitamins at night because they don’t taste good coming up in the morning. I didn’t appreciate that getting a new puppy when you’re sensitive to smells can be problematic. I dry heaved a lot having to pick up dog poop because of the smell. It still affects me, but not as much. One day was a true comedy of errors because Teddy had diarrhea. I had trouble containing it in a poop bag so I went back inside to grab more supplies. These service workers chose to come into my backyard to cut a tree and one of them stepped right on the bag, which spread the smell around. I had to pick up even more of it while retching into my arm. The service workers thought I was nuts because my reaction was so extreme.
Teddy should be great with the baby. They’ll be best friends. You can see a little shaved patch on his leg where they shaved him for his surgery a few weeks ago. It pulled at my heart strings when I first saw it. But pregnancy makes me extra emotional. I’ve spent several mornings in the parking garage trying to gather composure because something set me off. I’m not a very emotional person and I dislike feeling out of control.