In a few days I am 9 months pregnant. How did that happen? Time has gone by so quickly it feels like I’m contstanly checking my diary to see if it’s 35 this week or 36? I have to say I have had a pretty cruisy pregnancy. I always thought I would be sleeping all day and would have a bump from 3 months but that hasn’t been the case. For me, the biggest shock about being pregnant is that it has been the exact opposite of what I thought it was going to be!
I got married in May last year and my hubby and I had a secret master plan of making our honeymoon one last hurrah before having a bubba. So we went all out, I’m talking Vegas pool parties and a week in an adults only resort in Playa Del Carmen. We came home and both agreed we were ready, well as ready as we were ever going to be!
It’s funny, you spend half your life trying not to get pregnant and then when it comes time to start thinking about it you realise you don’t know where to start. I went to see my GP and told her I was thinking of having a baby but I had heard it could take a year to fall pregnant. Should I start trying now? What if it takes a year? What if I’m infertile? Damn, shouldn’t have had so many cocktails in Mexico! She just laughed at me and told me to wait until my health insurance had kicked in (you have to wait 3 months), continue with my normal routine and to make sure I was exercising a lot and eating healthy.
The First 3 months
Fast forward 3 months and I had convinced myself it was never going to happen. So of course it happened straight away! I remember picking up a dress for the races on a Thursday and by Saturday my boobs were basically busting out of it, I had a little inkling that it could be a sign but then thought surely not after one month of trying?! I’m the worlds most impatient person so I was frantically doing pregnancy tests before it was even scientifically possible to get a positive. After doing a test day and night for nearly ten days, one morning I finally saw the faintest line. I got the shock of my life! I quickly did another one then another one then googled “does a faint line mean positve?” Google says yes! Omg I’m pregnant. It was the most surreal feeling. I almost called my husband then realised it’s probably news I should save to tell him in person.
It turns out 10 positive pregnancy tests are all the confirmation you need that you’re pregnant. I thought that I would be rushed off for an ultrasound and booked in for blood tests straight away but my doctor said there was no point as my obstetrician would do them. You don’t have your first appointment with your obstetrician till you’re about 8 weeks and this really stressed me out. I was just hanging for the first chance to see my little baby and for some kind of solid proof that there really was a bubba in there. The only way I can describe how I felt was to compare it to that first time you drive alone after you get your license. You feel like someone should be there instructing you. Watch out for that stop sign, or in my case, put down the soft cheese!
The big 13 week ultrasound
Since that first scan all my early anxieties have eased. I get to see bubba every time I see my obstetrician (he does a scan in his office) and hearing the heartbeat is so reassuring. It’s still so strange seeing our little human on the screen and how much growth there is every month. You have your first big ultrasound at 13 weeks and that was the first time our baby looked like a baby and not a jelly bean! Our scan was just after the Spring Racing Carnival so it was hard to keep the secret that last week.
I have chosen to see Len Kliman as my obstetrician after my good friend Jess recommended him to me and I absolutely love him. Len is the chairman of Obstretics at Epworth Freemasons and has delivered over 10,000 babies. He is so reassuring and calm and never makes me feel like I’ve asked too many stupid questions. And there have been some shockers. At one of our early appointments I asked him if eating chilli would hurt the baby..
Exercise, eating and morning sickness
I had a couple of bad weeks of morning (or all day) sickness at around week 5. I just felt like I was hungover every day and was falling asleep at around 9pm. Just as I was settling in to feeling like this for a few months, one morning I work up and just felt like myself again. I haven’t felt sick since and apart from a couple of naps here and there my energy levels have been great! What I lacked in morning sickness I definitely made up for with all day eating. Forget eating for 2, I was no joke eating for 10. Pizza, Mcdonalds, chocolate and bread..so..much..bread. All this baby wants is carbs! There was a potato week where I basically lived on hash browns, mash and potato cakes. Now I can’t even bare to see them in the supermarket. The only other crazy craving I have had is for really acidic food. I found myself in the kitchen one afternoon drinking lime juice straight out of the bottle!
Before falling pregnant I was in the best shape of my life. I had trained really hard before my wedding and had lost about 5 kilos. I used to do about 2 x 5-7km runs a week along with a spin or circuit class at the gym. I’m so grateful for that now because I barely exercised for the first 3 months. It sounds so stupid now but I was so scared of hurting the baby that I thought I was just better off doing nothing. You have to keep your heart rate under 130 when you’re pregnant and after attempting one lap of the tan my HR spiked to 160 and I was so terrified I haven’t run since. At around 13 weeks I started doing F45 classes. My trainers modified the exercises and I wore a HR monitor so I could make sure I stayed under 130. So far I have gained around 12 kilos and I honestly don’t care. I love seeing my belly get bigger every week and hearing that the baby weighs over 2 kilos already!
Opinions..so many opinions!
It’s funny, it feels like the bigger I get the more unwanted opinions I get. Everyone suddenly becomes an expert when you’re pregnant. Ironically it’s people who don’t have kids that usually have the most to say. We have been grilled about everything from what hospital we have chosen to whether or not I want an epidural to why we have chosen to do early blood tests to check for genetic disorders. I would never care or judge another persons decision for their child so it amazes me when people are so openly opinionated on what I have decided. I think it’s really easy to say ” Oh I would never do that” or ” I don’t want to be one of those mums” before experiencing something but who knows, maybe one day you will!
We’re really lucky that a lot of our friends are having babies at the same time as us, there’s seriously something in the water! And they have all painted a really positive picture about babies and pregnancy and birth. They’ve all given us amazing advice and haven’t bombarded us with opinions. The general consensus has been to just do what you want to do and don’t worry about what everyone says.
At the end of the day we’ve learnt not to argue and to just nod and smile and pretend to take things on board and then do what we were going to do anyway!
I started shopping for bump friendly clothes from the minute I found out I was pregnant. Well that was a total waste of time because half way through at 20 weeks I still had no bump. Everyone kept telling me how lucky I was but the reality was I was just stuck in this awkward limbo where I didn’t look pregnant enough to wear tight clothes but was still too round to wear anything from my usual wardrobe. At 22 weeks I finally popped and since then I have been growing by the minute! There was one thing that I was adamant about and that was the fact that I didn’t want to wear maternity clothes. It was easy in Summer because I would just wear dresses but it’s been getting tricky over the last month or so because it’s still warm but i’m getting too big to squeeze into normal clothes. Stretchy body con dresses have been a lifesaver because you can just throw them on with a pair of boots and a jacket.
The Second Trimester
The second trimester for me was all about learning to listen to my body. I’ve always been someone who has ten different things on the go at the same time. I used to rush out the door in the morning with a combination of meetings, events and work on my agenda. And more often than not would forget to eat lunch and end up exhausted by the afternoon. I really had to work on making sure I was doing all the right things and looking after myself properly. During the first trimester I was really tuned in to making sure the baby was my first priority but as things progressed and I wanted to bring a few things back in like exercise and more work I had to try and make sure the balance didn’t get out of whack. Instead of just stopping all the things I had going on I just made sure that I always had snacks on me,exercised to feel good rather than to lose weight and spent an afternoon on the couch watching TV when I needed it.
When shit goes South!
I got back from my baby moon when I was around 25 weeks and things went a little pear shaped for me. While I was in America I noticed walking and getting up were getting a little harder, but put it down to just being pregnant. Looking back, hikes at Runyon Canyon and running around Disneyland probably weren’t the best idea considering what was about to happen. When your pregnant, your body produces a hormone called relaxin in preparation for childbirth. It relaxes the ligaments in the pelvis and for some people can relax them too much. After a hellish 15 hour flight from LA I could barely walk when I got home and was diagnosed with pelvic instability. My husband ended up having to take me to emergency and the only thing that could stop the pain was a lot of morphine. I had to do 6 weeks of physio to get things back to normal but have been feeling great since. I’ve heard a lot of other girls have had the same problem so I’ll do a separate post on this next week!
The Third Trimester
I’m honestly so sad that I’m reaching the end of my pregnancy. Maybe it’s the hormones but it just hit me last week that I won’t get to feel the little kicks and nudges all day. I have loved being pregnant and I always thought I would hate it. I thought I would hate my body changing and I used to always freak out at the thought of giving birth but I’ve barely given it any thought. I defiantly won’t miss waking up 5 times a night and needing 3 pillows to sleep but all of that doesn’t matter when you think about what your body is doing and is capable of. It still baffles me and I don’t think I’ll really grasp it until I see a little human thats half me and half my husband.