I am currently 17 weeks pregnant, and happy as happy can be :-)
My morning sickness has subsided, so other than the fact that my stomach is starting to look like I swallowed a small cantaloupe, I feel pretty much normal. I've gained about 8.5 pounds thus far.
I don't have any weird cravings. I'm not extra hungry. Nothing out of the ordinary.
For the first trimester, everything I ate tasted sweet. Normally, I love snack foods - like chips, doritoes, more chips, nachos, did I say chips? Could barely get them down. I could taste sugar in everything! Talk about gag-inducing! My sister had the same symptom with both her boys. And I'm happy to announce - I'm having a boy! Maybe it's something in the boy genes.
Sweet foods tasted uber-sweet for awhile. And I love sweets as much as I love snack foods.
Could barely eat a teaspoon of ice cream - and, yes, I love ice cream!
I'm also the type of person who can put salt on their salt - but even too much salt tasted pretty down cruddy to me.
That's all changed once I hit about week 14. Now my taste buds are no longer super sonic. Just their normal taste-buddy selves.
For awhile, smells bothered me. Forget coffee. I don't know what that smell morphed into - but it was NOT coffee! If you told me that some alien life-force had invaded my coffee canister and swapped it out for some form of alien gasoline - I'd have believed you. Now the smell is back to good ol' coffee (although I have not drank any since about week 5 or 6, when all senses went into warp speed).
Some soapy smells smelled really awful for awhile, too.
Now I'm back to my usual balanced, normal-sniffing and eating self.
As for fatigue.... I'm tired....but I can't say that's gone into overdrive. I'm still working out - within moderation, of course - and that helps me feel energized a bit at times.
While "the girls" (a.k.a. the mountains of love as dubbed by the spouse) were sore for a few months, now they just feel heavy - not sore.
I haven't bought maternity clothes yet. Still wearing most of my "looser" fitting clothes - and I did go up a size in a pair of shorts and a pair of capris.
Ok - as for dreams. I've read that many pregnant women have wild dreams - some of the sexual nature. Normally, I have wild dreams - not of the sexual nature - just wild (e.g. once I dreamt about a talking squirrel). So what kind of dreams do I have now? Can I get me a good romp with the likes of Captain Jack Sparrow in dreamland? Noooooooooooooooo. Instead, I dream about - are you ready? A killer SNAIL!
Yes - you read that correctly. It was this super-sized, slimy, snail from hell that was eating people! In my dream, I saw it bite a cat in two. Then it started chomping on some girl as I yelled out in horror to her friend, "Watch out! It's eating your friend!" A bloody mess.
Sigh. Snails. Slimy, icky, overgrown, meat-eating snails.
No comments about "snips and snails and puppy dog tails that s what little boys are made of" please.
posted by Joanne @ 12:35 PM
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