10 weeks is here and it is everything I was promised and more.
Cue me haphazardly flung on the couch, my days of working out a distant memory, eyelids closing during 6th period yearbook class, and that pretty much sums up my exhaustion level.
Tears result from being exhausted, worried, happy, seeing a baby anywhere and everywhere, and for no apparent reason at all.
Hungry? Check check!
Do you have any idea how devastating it was when I read that no extra calories are necessary until the second trimester? And even then, only 300 calories are needed. About what is in a bowl of oatmeal and a glass of mik? My dreams of “eating for two” went up in smoke!
However, that has not stopped me from satisfying my cravings.
Driving two exits past my work for a McDonals’s hash brown? You betcha.
Pickles straight from the jar? Delish!
Cheetos in bed at ten p.m.? But of course!
It is all about salt these days! But, don’t worry. I am adding in plenty of dairy, grain, protein, fruits, and vegetables. Oh and gingerale. And 7up. And triple berry pie from Avila Barn.
Craving are bad, but what is worse is craving something you can NOT have. Like a big delcious deli sandwhich. No deli meat allowed. Tragic. Or, a spinach feta wrap from Starbizzio and a steak cobb from Firestone. No feta. Boo Hoo.
It is all worth it in the end though, isn’t it. I would sacrifice anything for this baby. My coffee (It has been ten weeks without a drop of caffeine), my favorite foods, my body (no ab workouts?)
So, so worth it, little one.
And now I am crying again. Sheesh!
P.S. This picture is making me sick to look at because it it is currently 94 degrees outside and probably 93 inside. Note, that picture is from 5 days ago. Talk about a weather change!