I was so lucky in my first pregnancy, I barely had any symptoms at all during the first trimester. So much so, I worried every day that I wasn’t even pregnant. (the scan was a massive relief!) (and it’s also why I had two private scans at Baby Bond before I was 12 weeks!) (you can read about that ‘here‘) So when ALL THE SYMPTOMS came with a vengeance this time around, I wasn’t prepared at all.
I’m pretty in tune with my body. I knew I was ovulating and I knew when I had conceived. I had implantation bleeding about 4 days after conception and then the symptoms just seemed to flood in.
First off my boobs! Wow! They looked incredible. I went up two cup sizes in the first two weeks of conceiving. But it was ‘look and don’t fucking touch or I’ll knock you out’ because they were so painful. All my bras hurt. They were rock hard and literally throbbing. Over the weeks it got worse and they got bigger. Until about 11 weeks when they finally settled down. They’re still painful to touch, at 13 weeks, but they’re not as bad. I’m still enjoying the ‘mini boob job’ look though. A serious consideration for after this pregnancy. Bra’s are a nightmare. I seem to change size every day and the bras do not last long. It’s going to be nipple stickers and letting them hang free in the summer months, i can tell.
Next came the hormones!!! Pregnancy rage is REAL! The two weeks before my period was due I was a savage beast. Everything and everyone pissed me off. Road rage went through the roof. My husband got it full throttle. It was like a mist of anger that would just take over my body and I had absolutely no control over it what so ever. There would be a raging outburst and then it would fade, I’d see sense and laugh hysterically about how terribly I’d behaved. I’m surprised I’ve still got a husband. And then it went from rage to being uncontrollably emotional. Bursting into tears over the slightest thing, being highly sensitive and feeling anxious about everything. I’m glad that one didn’t last too long. I didn’t have any of this last time.
The first few weeks weren’t that bad though. I was knackered, crampy and hormonal, but the sickness hadn’t kicked in yet and I was still eating all my usual food. When I got to about 6/7 weeks that’s when the nausea kicked in. I wasn’t being sick, I just felt sick from late morning and it got progressively worse as the day went on. To begin with it was manageable, but it got worse as the weeks went on and by 10 weeks I was retching at everything. I had days where I could barely move because I felt so sick. I didn’t want anything to eat, but knew I had to eat something to settle the sickness. But if I ate the wrong thing it would make me vomit. Knowing what the right thing to eat was a gamble every time. (I can’t even talk about the cheese and pickle sandwich without my stomach turning!) (I’m not sure I’ll ever eat pickle again!)
I like good, healthy food. My normal diet is fish, veg, fruit and a bit of poultry. Not during the first trimester though. Nope. I haven’t been able to stomach any of my favourite meals. I couldn’t even prepare them or think about preparing them without it turning my stomach. Instead, all I wanted was junk food. KFC, McDonalds, Pizza, fries and fizzy drinks. Fillet burger meals have been my saviour. All the while, my pregnancy apps are telling me how important nutrition is in pregnancy. haha! Well it’s a good job for pregnancy vitamins, because there has not been much nutrition in my diet so far. And anyone that knows me, knows how unlike me that is. I never eat MD’s or KFC (unless I’m drunk) and I’ve probably had more in the last 2 months than I have in the last 2 years. And, I never drink fizzy drinks, ever. Seriously, it was bad. On the not so bad days I grabbed every opportunity to get some goodness inside me. Juices, smoothies and avocados had a big role to play.
Other than that my saviour has been ready meals from Checketts of Ombersely, a local butcher and the Belle House in Pershore. They make fresh, ready meals, lasagne, cottage pie, pasta dishes, etc, which are absolutely delicious. It’s meant I can stock up my freezer and just stick it in the oven without having to prepare anything. It sounds ridiculous, but honestly most days I could barely get myself out of bed. So it was the only way I was able to make sure me and my boys got some good food every day.
The PGD (pelivic gurdle disfunction) I suffered with at the end of my first pregnancy has kicked in super early. I can only put it down to raging hormones making it bad. At 8 weeks I was back on the PDG physio group because of the pain. I was struggling to walk, laying on my left side was making it even worse and it seemed to be getting worse by the day. I finally got booked in for a one on one session at 13 weeks. I’m certainly not leaving it this time. I’m getting treatment before I have the problems of actual baby weight on my pelvis. I’m missing exercise so much. But there’s just no point making it worse. Hopefully the physio will help. Then I’m going to tackle the fitness again.
It’s not as bad as the poor women who end up hospitalised with sickness, I know, but it has been a bloody tough slog for me. Last time, I held down a full time job, didn’t tell anyone I was pregnant until I was about 15 weeks and barely had a symptom. Thank god I’ve got a supportive husband, wonderful family and friends that have looked after me, delivered meals and helped with Mills to get me through it. Always grateful to you all.
Luckily, I got to 12 weeks and have felt so much better. I don’t feel sick and my appetite is starting to expand again. I haven’t even had a KFC for a few weeks. Winning! And I’m back to making smoothies (thanks to this little hack). I’m feeling like myself again and now I’ve had my scan, I’m ready to get stuck right into this pregnancy.
The things that have been better this time around: Sharing this precious time with our little boy. He’s been so wonderful throughout the whole thing. I’ve been a completely rubbish Mama and he’s been so thoughtful and patient. He’s been asking for a baby for such a long time bless him, so I think he’s just so excited it’s finally happening he’ll happily take the crap that goes with it. I’m so excited about him being so involved. It makes it a whole lot more special that’s for sure. All the symptoms have also helped me feel slightly more relaxed this time too. Feeling so sick and hormonal, I figured everything must be going in the right direction. And I even got treated to feeling some movement at 10 weeks. There’s a super wriggly baby in there.
It’s also been nice to have close friends to share our news with, so I haven’t had to go through any of this on my own. I barely told anyone last time. I was too scared I’d jinx it. So it was a pretty lonely time. It’s been completely different this time. It’s been lovely to have such a different experience. Although I could’ve done without the sickness!
How did you get through the first trimester? What did you find the hardest part to get through?