Now that I'm into my second trimester (which really flew this time, btw), I am able to focus more on enjoying this pregnancy. Because let's face it, this is probably it for me. These were my child bearing years- the last 3, almost 4, years. I'm turning 34 in about a month and I really don't want to have another baby past 35. Unless it's with my frozen embryo made from a 31 year old's eggs ;) My 31 year old eggs. Yeah, more on that later- maybe I'm not done.
I have been feeling really good so far. First trimester was uneventful outside of the CVS debacle. I have been feeling good (though tired) and crazy cravings are waning. I'm back on salads and non- pizza foods. I have been trying to eat healthy- veggies, salads, back to cooking vegetarian dinners at least twice a week. I have indulged in a few sodas and definitely candy and goodies. Surprisingly by the picture, I'm only up about 8 lbs from my starting weight so far. I think this time in my last pregnancy I was up 10+ lbs from the start.
A week or so ago, after I got my final results, I told work my news. It was so nice that everyone was happy for me, even though I know my supervisor is probably thinking how annoying it is to have another girl out on maternity leave. Is it wrong that I am counting down the days already. I am going to ask for another 4 months off and I hope I get it. I am so not in a motivated place right now.
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