Welcome back to the blog! It’s been a doozy of a two weeks, so I haven’t written in a while. I actually might just make this a habit of posting every two weeks. One of my friends was posting progress photos of her bump on social media, and the last one she posted, everyone was saying how great she looked and she replied “I don’t feel great, and I’m really tired of posting these. I’m doing it mainly since my family in other states have been asking for them.” I thought I was the only one who felt that way. It’s been nice to have so many friends who are pregnant at the same time and share things that I feel like I’m going through alone. I also have a group text going on with four other women from church who are all pregnant, and the candid comments they make have me cracking up all the time. And the support and prayer is priceless. Continue reading
I kinda skipped posting last week because…I just didn’t really feel like it. Fortunately, these past two weeks have been pretty similar pregnancy wise, so it wasn’t actually necessary. Also, the app I use on my phone via “What to Expect When You’re Expecting” suddenly changed how they calculate weeks to make it match the timelines doctors use. I’m not too sure what this means, and I’m utterly confused by it. All I know is that the stats I see this week regarding baby girl’s weight and size are a duplicate of last week’s, so I guess they were going a week ahead or something. Let’s just say she’s getting bigger.
This week has been a real doozy. In a good way though. For the most part I’ve been a homebody, and I like to keep it that way when I’m not feeling 100%. Because my birthday, valentine’s day, and a family trip all fell in the same week, I’ve had to be a human being far more than I felt up to. I’m glad to be back home, but I’m so grateful for all of the things I’ve been able to do and people we got to see out-of-town. It didn’t start off that great when we got on the road Tuesday afternoon with a four and a half hour drive ahead of us. Let’s just say that every pregnant woman might indeed need a barf bag or two stashed in the car in case of emergencies. This is the third time this has happened to me, and I’m very glad that my husband suggested it when I first got pregnant last year. Pulling over on the side of the road isn’t always an option when you feel your breakfast, lunch, or dinner rising up. Continue reading
My husband likes to call these entries my memoirs. I have to admit, it sounds a lot better than blog, but I don’t think I’m that fancy yet. Let’s just go with it though and say here’s to the continuation of my pregnancy memoir. Eighteen weeks and counting, the time sure is flying by. Just when I’ve posted a photo and another entry on this site, it seems like it’s time to do it all over again. I’m glad about it though because that means baby will be here before we know it and I’m definitely looking forward to that day! Continue reading
It’s amazing how my pregnancy has really started to prepare me and my husband for having a baby. I didn’t really think about it early on, but the more I talk about it with friends and family, I realize how drastic our lives have already changed. I figured they would, but there are so many things that parallel life with a newborn. This is an extreme statement, but sometimes I feel like a shut-in. I hardly go out because getting dressed and looking decent takes so much energy out of me. Just trying to settle my stomach in the morning and peeing every five minutes takes a few hours, and then I hope I have the energy to get out of the door and actually accomplish whatever plans I’ve made. I definitely dress for comfort instead of style and I am by no means a “preggonista” right now. (Yes, that’s actually a real term.) Continue reading
In my pregnancy so far, it’s really been a whirlwind. I finally feel like I have the strength and mental capacity to be able to document how things are moving along. I’m still waiting on the “second trimester bliss” that everyone keeps talking about, but at 16 weeks I’m just happy to feel somewhat normal. My first thirteen weeks or so were filled with puke and dizziness, and I can’t believe I was still going out on auditions and trying to have a normal schedule. Once the new year hit, I had to tell my agents that I wouldn’t be able to do much of anything for a few months. They were so gracious and we agreed that I’d take a break from acting until I really start showing and can audition for pregnancy roles. (Maternity product ads, here I come!!!). Continue reading