Hey babes! This post is Part II of “My First Trimester of Pregnancy”. If you aren’t caught up on Part I, check it out right here!
In this post I am going to finish sharing my first trimester experiences and some challenges I faced. As always, I want to thank you for following along on this crazy journey of mine!
My First Trimester of Pregnancy: Part II
If you’ve read my previous blog post, I shared the many symptoms I experienced in the first three months of my pregnancy. I am so grateful to of had a pretty easy first trimester, however it wasn’t all rainbows and unicorns.
Aside from the little bit of nausea and the many food aversions, I experienced so much bloat! No matter what I ate I always felt heavy and bloated. I decided to wait until Part II to share this symptom because it wasn’t a little bit of bloating here and there. It was a constant thing and I looked way more pregnant than I actually was. Even though I knew it was a symptom of pregnancy, it really started to mess with my mind and how I viewed my body.
I think one thing us women don’t talk enough about is body shaming during pregnancy. Our bodies are going through these crazy changes at a rapid pace and it can shake your mindset. Coming from a past of disorder thinking and over working my body, this part of pregnancy was very hard for me to get used to.
I can say the extreme bloating does pass, or at least it has for me, and my mindset is much better. Again, I wanted to touch on this topic because it often seems to be overlooked. If you are going through something similar, know that just like most things, it will pass. After all, you’re growing a human inside of you! Allow yourself to breathe and enjoy this precious time.
Like I’ve said a few times, I like to think I was blessed with an easy first trimester. Or easy to me because I wasn’t hunched over the toilet. However, around 4 weeks of pregnancy I was in the Emergency Room waiting for what I thought would be another let down but at the same time holding onto to all the hope I had.
It all started one Saturday morning when we were at brunch. I had gotten up to go to the bathroom and when I looked down I saw a little bit of blood. If you’re familiar with pregnancy, then you know some light bleeding in the beginning can be very normal. Alarmed at what I saw, I automatically flashed back to when I had my miscarriage. This was like déjà vu. Instead of dwelling on the could be’s and what if’s, I took a road trip with my friend and put it out of my head.
Moving onto later that night I decided to call the on-call doctor just in case. She told me exactly what I thought she would, don’t worry but call back if it continues or gets worse. I went to sleep that night and the next three days went as normal.
Soon it was Wednesday morning and I was at work, feeling pretty good. I stepped away from my desk to go to the bathroom and when I looked down there it was again, the bleeding. Only this time it was much worse. I immediately started crying because the amount of blood I saw made me believe it was in fact another miscarriage. I called my husband and we debated whether or not I should go to the ER (if it was a miscarriage there is nothing they can do so it would be a wasted trip if that was the case). However, something in me was saying “GO”! So, I picked up my husband and we went to the ER.
Still crying, knowing the news I was most likely going to get, I spoke with several doctors who consoled me with stories of similar situations. Another miscarriage? Are you kidding me? But this time it was different.
Unlike when I had my miscarriage, I didn’t have any cramping or pain, just heavy bleeding. For whatever reason, I had a lot of hope, that this wasn’t what we thought it was going to be. Mark told me not to get my hopes up but I just knew. I knew everything would be okay.
I went in for an ultrasound and some more tests. I waited and waiting some more. Than the doctor came back in and said “did she show you your baby?” I replied back with “What??? NO?!”. She asked me for my phone and said she would be right back. When she came back she was showing me pictures of my ultrasound, pointing at a tiny white speck. That tiny white speck was our BABY! This was our first time seeing our little peanut and although I was SO happy the baby was okay, I still wondered why I was bleeding.
The doctor went on to tell me I had hemorrhage in my uterus that wasn’t affecting me or the baby (THANK GOODNESS). So, what did that mean? Apparently, hemorrhages are actually really common and caused by anything- stretching the wrong way, lifting something, coughing, etc. My only restrictions were to lay low for the next week and don’t do anything more than walking. It seems like a lot considering I am an active individual but it being my first trimester made it pretty easy to relax.
I would say I bled on and off for about two weeks. I had ultrasounds every week for about a month to check on the hemorrhage and baby of course. It was a special treat to get to see our little babe weekly for a while, definitely missing that now lol.
Looking back, it doesn’t seem all that scary, even though in the moment I was freaking out. I didn’t even know hemorrhages were even a thing, or that common, in pregnancies. Here I was having one though. It was definitely a reminder to slow down and don’t try to do it all- I am growing a human.
I hope you enjoyed reading all about my first trimester because it was fun to write it all down and share it with you! I’ll be sure to keep you updated on Instagram and with more posts in the future! As always, if you have any questions don’t hesitate to shoot me a message!
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