Let's start off by saying that I'm not one of those people who loves to give surprises, if you are a family member or close friend and I bought a gift for you and it's the middle of January and your birthday's not until March. You're getting it in January. I just brim over with excitement, and have a hard time containing it. So when it came to telling people. I thought 6 weeks was sufficient. Why not, after all I'm a healthy vegetarian who exercises regularly, without any health conditions. Plus, it's not ectopic. I saw the little bean of a baby and it's yolk sack, so it's real. So I go about my business of sharing the news to people and family on an intermittent basis. I asked my husband his thoughts on my approach. "Well, you're going to do what you want anyway, right." Hahaha. Well, of course I have consideration for his feelings but then again I want to tell my girls! If anything did happen I would need their support, right? At least he and I can agree on finding out the sex of the baby... I can't imagine waiting until the day of!
One thing is for sure, I really do enjoy telling females more than I do males. The women just are so ecstatic, it just fills me up with happiness. An added benefit (which some people think is a curse) is the tribe of older women in your life who have all been through it before and tell you their stories. I love getting the good ole fashion wisdom from these women. Especially when my morning... let's just call it ALL DAY sickness began to strike.Who really coined the term morning sickness, anyway? All of the sudden my huge plates of greens seemed unfathomable, and all I wanted was bread, potatoes, soup and ginger beer (no it's not alcoholic). I was given excellent advice when all of the smells and tastes of the world offended me. They told me what they did. B6 supplements, ginger tea, saltines, etc. Loads of great personal experience.
Not only was my diet now changing but my training now has to change. Innately, I know this. At least I know that my weekend mountain biking, my awesome snowboarding year that is just around the corner, my Squat and dead lift 1RM that I was going to test, any potential contact activities, leading on rock climbing routes or bouldering and most extended high intensity cardiovascular training these things logically seem like they're out. There's just not enough information out there for people who are really active BEFORE pregnancy. So I need more advice on lifting and other training types of conditioning so I look at some of my favorite websites: startingstrength.com forums and eliteftns.net articles and Q&A from Julia Ladewski. These are now my main resources, because the babycenter.com site that I am beginning to love so much, just doesn't cover what I need when it comes to "real" training. Luckily for me I got some great advice.
The first trimester I can pretty much continue my training as was (with the exception of my previously mentioned caveats), while of course being much more aware of my RATE OF PERCEIVED EXERTION and HEART RATE. At this point, I don't need a heart rate monitor to tell me that I'm over 165bpm, so I set a mental note in my head. If I'm getting close to that I need to knock it back a notch. Also I can't go grinding out my back squat sets to a failure point. Okay, I can stomach all of this. Although I am swallowing quite a bit of pride here, it's all worth it for this pregnancy though and for this baby. I just have to do a little bit of self-adjustment when it comes to shifting my personal identity here. It may sound extreme, but this whole baby concept is a bit extreme too!
So is there weight gain, yet? Well, there's not supposed to be but to be honest I feel real puffy around my belly lately. This picture below is from 6.5 weeks (there is a little puffiness that is visible here). My doggie is in the background wondering why the hell is she taking pictures when she just said we're going to run? We have to go on our RUN! (Once you say that word all hell breaks loose for our two dogs. They won't let it go until they are actually running).
The week after this picture Gus and I went to a friend's funeral, and had to fly. Let's talk about my concerns about flying... Not just the nausea, but the full-body scanners??? So most of us know X-rays are not a good thing for a developing embryo but what the hell are these body scanners all about? Either way, I'm opting out. I'll take the pat down instead. Gus agrees that since we aren't really sure it's best to avoid unnecessary risks. As it turns out, I research more as we are waiting for our plane to depart, the full-body scanners are okay since they are only using radio waves, and we're apparently being exposed to more radio waves in the first 3 minutes of flight than what one of the body scanners puts out. Even with the extra knowledge, I opt out on the return flight too.
The best possible part of going to the funeral... if there is a positive here, is that we got to see our close friends again, with whom we shared our news with too. Gus even got to share the news to his good friend. I love what he says about finding out, "It was as if I were waiting for this to happen to turn on a switch. Everything seems more clear now." It's amazing to see him excited about this little offspring we have created together. It is one of the most satisfying aspects about seeing him talk about the pregnancy to family and friends. I know he will be a loving and involved father. Just by the way he's always asking me how I'm feeling, and if I need anything, I know he will be so sweet and gentle with our baby.
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