#Mamavation Monday: The Beginning of a Lot of New Things

I’ve been hyping things up for a little while now, and if you’re a close, personal friend, you already know what’s going on. If you’re a super genius and creep my tweets a lot, you may have seen some of the signs and have some suspicions about the situation. And if you’re wondering wtf the title of this post means, let me put it simply.

As of yesterday, I am 10 weeks pregnant.

It was a pretty big surprise, and I found out on June 27, the day after the US lost to Ghana. You’d think I would have freaked out. I mean, I’m 22 (if you didn’t already know it, that’s my age. So there.) and I’m in the midst of completing a degree in music (and while I’d planned to change my major, I now realize that, all things considered, another 3-4 years of school is probably not the best idea). To be honest, though, I’m thrilled. I’ve always wanted to have children, though I was thinking a bit.. okay, much later. However, I do have a great job (replete with all the necessary benefits) and a very supportive network of family and friends who are as excited as I am.

And I know you’re all going to ask, because most of you know that I’m pretty hilariously single – the baby daddy is someone I was seeing for a little while, but I decided to break it off because we were looking for different things. There are probably 12 people I know who would know him personally, maybe a handful more who are acquainted with him, so I’m not going to put him on blast here. What I will say is that we are still very close friends, he’s incredibly supportive and he’s very happy to be a daddy.

So these last few weeks, with the tweets about my stomach hating me and stuff.. that’s why. I have a parasite. However, as a wise doctor once said, “Many women learn to embrace this parasite. They name it, dress it up in tiny clothes, arrange playdates with other parasites.”

House? Anyone?

I’m still dealing with persistent nausea, though there have only been 2 occasions where I wasn’t able to hold things down (which I think is rather impressive myself). It’s a lovely feeling when you know you want to eat, but the very thought of food is utterly appalling. On top of that, my body can’t decide whether I’m freezing or burning up. I’ve been a total slacker and I’ve skipped out on a good few sessions of bootcamp because by the end of the day, I just want to sleep. Hell, by the middle of the day I just want to sleep. And of course, my boobs hurt a lot of the time.

Yep. I said it. My boobs hurt. Get used to it.

Fortunately, they’re not that big to begin with, and they really haven’t gotten that much bigger.

In fact, I haven’t gotten bigger – I’ve actually lost weight, mostly because I’m eating WAY healthier, taking prenatal vitamins (of course), drinking TONS more water, booze and coffee are out of the picture, and most unhealthy foods sound utterly unappealing. Add 9+ hours of sleep per night to the mix and voila! I’ve lost 6 lbs.

I’m also getting back into practicing yoga. Know of any awesome mommy yoga classes in North OC? Lemme know!

So anyway, don’t worry- both baby and I are perfectly healthy. And I’ll more than make up for the weight loss in the coming months, anyway.

More FAQ’s:

Do you know what it’s going to be yet?

I don’t and won’t know the gender until around week 20, but I DO want to find out and I WILL tell everyone who wants to know. And by everyone who wants to know I mean anyone who asks and anyone who reads this blog. Thus far, daddy and I both have a feeling it’s going to be a girl. My mom agrees, citing my moodiness as a telltale sign. Additionally, upon telling friends and family members, they immediately say that they can’t wait to dress it up in frilly little things and Mary Janes. However, and not to sound cliche, I’ll be happy if it’s a boy or a girl.

Are you having super crazy cravings?

I don’t have any weird cravings yet, though I’ve been rather fond of PB&J (probably because it’s pretty easy to stomach). Izze sodas, mint tea and Vernors ginger ale have also been crucial weapons in the fight against morning sickness.

Are you going to be pregzilla?

I am considerably irritable, and I’d like to state, for the record, that you really can’t take me seriously until about the middle of May. Yes, I’m due early February, but postpartum hormonal bs is pretty bad too. So if I come off as bitchy, sorry. I may or may not mean it. However, since you probably won’t be able to tell the difference, assume that if I end up in tears, it’s a hormonal thing, I didn’t mean it, and it’s not your fault. In fact, just assume that it’s a hormonal thing regardless. Also, please at least ACT like you take me seriously. I’d really appreciate it.

So that’s it for that. If you have any questions, you can Formspring them or just ask on Twitter, Facebook, or in the comments! I’m an open book, and despite the hormones, I’m very happy and excited to share.

Also, I just want to give a public thank you for the outpouring of love and support that I’ve already experienced from my family and friends – it’s nice to be more overwhelmed by everyone’s warm responses than I am by the thought of having a child. It is a daunting situation, but between the father, my family and my friends, I know I’m not going at this alone.

So thanks, you guys – I can’t wait to share my experience, and I hope y’all will share your insight and experiences too.

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