I am starting to reach the point where I like being pregnant. Mostly because I no longer look fat, I look like I might be pregnant. Some of my previous issues have settled and some have been replaced with others and that is ok. I keep trying to remember I am building a baby and to take it easy. However, that is easier said than done when you put on your underwear and rip a hole in them during the day because your arse has expanded beyond the confines of the Large underwear.
My biggest issues have been as follows:
- I crave carbs right now in a way that I have never craved them before. Sure I was an apple fritter and candy junky but I limited that pretty well. I could overcome the mental cravings and just ate pretty closely to the weight watchers diet. Over the last year that has slipped a bit, but for the most part it was more veggies, salads and meats over pasta, cakes and candy. But this has changed. I need bread, cereal, bagels and french fries with gravy more than I need water. There are days (like yesterday) where it was all I could do to get through the day in order to have my fries. I know this is ok but darn if it isn't the hardest mental thing to over come - letting myself have what I want.
- Water - Pre-pregnancy I loved water. I could easily drink 200 oz of it a day. I preferred it cold but I could knock back a water bottle in record time. Now I struggle to get 100 oz of freezing cold water in a day. This is getting better but it is still such a radical shift.
- Veggies - Pre-pregnancy I loved peppers, celery, cauliflower. I loved almost all veggies cooked or raw. I had them with every meal, including breakfast. And I had a LOT of them. Now, I am lucky if I get 5 servings of fruit and veggies a day.
Pregnancy should be enjoyed. I know it is a glorious thing that I am so lucky to get to experience. So far I have been really healthy and there seems to be no issues. My stress level is low, especially considering that there is a countdown to get a lot of stuff accomplished. I am trying not to complain too much about the small things. I notice changes but the only person I really tell is my husband and I try not to even think about the negatives because I am so lucky.
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