Thank you for all of the warm thoughts and heartfelt congratulations. Seriously – thank you. To say that we’re thrilled would be an understatement. But just for good measure, I’m going to fess up to feeling the following emotions over the past couple of months as well – scared, worried, vulnerable, apprehensive, and optimistic. But our little baby (now about the size of a tangerine) continues to grow and make his or her presence known by sending me into a sick tailspin with ridiculous ease. The joys of pregnancy.
I’d like to report that the first trimester flew by but I’d be lying. Time seemed to creep by at a frustratingly slow pace as I waited for appointments, ultrasounds, and blood work results. Running the Jingle All the Way 8K with waves of nausea ranks up there as one of the most difficult fitness-related activities I accomplished last year and needless to say, I didn’t really partake in the delicious food being served over Thanksgiving and Christmas (it is totally on next year). And I continue to wait for the all-day sickness to subside and the infamous pregnant energy to kick-in. But despite the physical limitations experienced over the past three months, I am so incredibly thankful for the opportunity to be pregnant again. So. incredibly. thankful.