I love to sleep. Anyone who knows anything about me already knows this. Little did I know that the first trimester of pregnancy was going to make me more tired than I’ve ever been before. And at the same time, I’m not able to sleep well at night despite being exhausted. It’s a contradiction that can only be explained by being pregnant. I guess it’s just preparation for when the baby is born, and then I’ll be experiencing a whole new level of exhaustion.
This is my first time posting to our blog, and at 11 weeks, 3 days pregnant I am a walking bundle of symptoms. Keith is probably super sick and tired of hearing me complain about how I’m feeling, and although I’m tired of being nauseated, dizzy, headachy, sore, and tired, I’m thrilled to be pregnant and having symptoms this time around. I didn’t really have any symptoms other than tiredness with the pregnancy that wasn’t meant to be, so I smile (and complain) each time I feel something.
Even better than feeling a little pregnant is that I heard our baby’s heartbeat today for the first time. I didn’t hear it at first, but once I did I wanted to listen forever. It was so fast and strong, it made me instantly and incandescently happy. I practically skipped out of the office. Everything is going well. Despite my anxieties over our loss and fears that it could happen again, I just feel like this one is going to happen. So I’m smiling.