My first pregnancy at the age of 26 was surprisingly easy. I took a good deal of pride in thinking that I was a healthy and fit mama-to-be. The truth is that the hardest part of my pregnancy was at the very end. Later lessons would reveal that I should have done more research into a few common pregnancy misconceptions. My hope of turning a natural pregnancy into a natural birth didn’t go according to plan. (read Bronson’s birth story here) But, as far as pregnancy memories are concerned there are a few that I will NEVER forget.
An extremely heightened sense of smell…
My sense of smell was out of control, to say the least. I’m sure you have heard about this early pregnancy symptom, for me. it started at about 6 weeks and has continued to this day. I may never lose my ability to smell what the neighbors had for dinner last week, but at least it doesn’t make me sick to my stomach anymore. I would have never survived without Preggie Pop Drops. Made to ease nausea associated with pregnancy, they were seriously my savior. While I didn’t have much in the way of morning sickness, I would feel nauseated with certain smells. I still use them to tame motion sickness. A must have for every natural pregnancy!
I was always hungry!
It was no surprise to me that I wanted to eat all of the time. What did come as a surprise was that after a few months, I didn’t have room to eat everything that I put on my plate. I wouldn’t say that I let that discovery stop me from trying to eat like a champion, though. I learned early on to pace myself and take a longer lunch break.
I craved pickles and hot sauce.
Not exactly together, although I did eat them both sometimes too. I wanted a pickle on the side of every meal and everything smothered in hot sauce. Imagine my disappointment, er rage, when Panera bread would forget my pickle. That’s alright, I always had hot sauce to save the day. That is until it gave me heartburn towards the end. I used this recipe to make a homemade version of Claussen pickles. IZt’s so much healthier to DIY pickels if your are interested in a natural pregnancy.Photo credit: Tasty Kitchen
I began to “show” around 16-18 weeks.
I swear I was showing at 8 weeks. No one else would confirm that suspicion, probably because I looked like I had eaten a few too many burritos for lunch but my jeans told another story. Finally around 16-18 weeks, I would turn the corner at and hear, “Wow! You are showing!”
I was tired all. of. the. time.
This is to be expected but I wanted to sleep after any activity. I took naps every chance that I could. I also remember it taking me two months to unpack after moving because the routine went like this: work on one box, nap, next box, eat, take a nap, unpack a box, eat, sleep. It wasn’t the most productive time for me. While we are talking about sleep, I also remember hating the snooggle thing everyone loves. I also tried the boppy maternity pillow and hated that even more. What I did love was my cheapo $7 body pillow and the $5 black pillow case that went over it. I named that pillow Drogon. Photo from: Redit.com
I felt my baby move around 4 months.
I hear a lot of people describe it as butterflies and while I can understand the comparison, to me it felt like something moving inside my body. Haha, I wish I had a better description for you, but it pretty much felt like you would imagine something moving around your stomach to feel like. I can say that I felt the most movement at 7:00 am when I would wake up and when I would lay on my left side. Now that I know my baby liked to have his head on my left side, I can’t say that I blame him for not being comfortable with that situation.
It’s a girl… No, it’s a boy!
The BEST memory of my pregnancy was finding out the sex of my baby. I was convinced that I was having a girl… CONVINCED! When the tech told me it was a girl, I said, “Yeah we know.” and then the biggest surprise of my life. “Oh, I’m so sorry I made a mistake. It’s a boy!” she said a few minutes later. I didn’t have to look at Charles to know he had a giant grin on his face. I could feel how proud and excited he was. I did see the look on the techs face when she continued to apologize for the mix-up. I could tell that she really felt bad. But I wasn’t upset, I actually thought that it was funny. I was also thankful that she notice the mistake within a few minutes. Could you imagine if we didn’t find out until he was born? Thank goodness that our baby finally cooperated and showed us his parts. With a natural pregnancy, it is recomened to have as few ultrasounds as possible. So, we may not have had a second chance to discover the real gender.
Below are a few of my favorite photos.