I never thought I'd start a blog but after being pregnant for 18 weeks, I have found so much joy, entertainment, information, and humor reading other pregnant women's blogs, that I just had to jump on board. Maybe my experiences will encourage or resonate with others? It's worth a shot!
The name of this blog is simple, I have craved salt and vinegar chips all day and night long from the day I found out I was pregnant. Prior to pregnancy they pretty much grossed me out, the smell made me cringe and the taste, ugh! But today I am a changed woman. I now Google chip reviews, have convinced the local gourmet grocery and Trader Joe's to begin carrying the baked Kettle Chips version because I was horrified to find out just how much fat is in the regular ones, and I stockpile bags in my car truck in case I need a snack - yes, in my truck, because I don't trust myself to have them in the house or my office. It takes a serious craving to convince me to leave the house, open the garage, then the trunk to get my fill. I've also sampled just about every version they sell and pretty much love them all. This preggo momma does not discriminate as long as there is a taste of salt and the tang of vinegar. I know some of you are literally drooling as you read this! Should I go open the garage?
Another reason I wanted to blog was because I needed a venue to anonymously share my emotions without invoking the disapproving comments or stigma associated with my admittedly bizarre response to pregnancy. As of today I am 18 weeks and 2 days full of baby X. About 99% of the time I forget that I am pregnant. Other than the out of control desire to lick the insides of a salt and vinegar chip bag, I don't look or feel it and this is where I get to be honest, am incredibly bored by it. I find the prenatal visits a total waste of time and money, sure it is cool to hear the heartbeat but it still seems to disconnected. I want to plan vacations and business trips but am suddenly bound to this incredible ticking timeline that is going to restrict the coming months. I want to continue my running and triathlon training and managed to run 3-5 miles a few times a week until last Thursday when I think all the bouncing caused pelvic bursitis. It feels like I got hit with a bat between the old legs. Now all I can do is road bike, swim, and gasp... walk! Oh I do not enjoy walking. And when I try to turn it into a workout and swing my arms I feel like such a dork, just like all those people I used to run past and think, why are they walking, just run already! And walking, I must admit, is kinda tough if I go fast! It hurts and I get tired. How did I ever complete multiple Ironman and marathons? I have turned into a chip eating slacker.
But I am not a total lost cause. Don't judge me too quickly. While I do not relate to women who are completely overjoyed to be pregnant, enjoy every minute, and have been celebrating since they got the plus sign on the pregnancy test, I think it is really cool that's their attitude. I am sure I'll get there, this whole baby thing just caught me by surprise. I'm 30, married for 4+ years, have a great job, a beautiful home, wonderful friends and family, and an all around fantastic life. We are excited to welcome a baby in October 2009 but it is just not me to go ga-ga about the whole process... I'm leaving that to my sisters, cousins, and friends... all of whom are loving me being preggers more than me.
So hopefully I will update this blog somewhat frequently and someone will read it and relate to my emotions. Happy baby growing, Ladies!
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