Yes, I missed a couple weeks. Though, if it redeems me at all, I swear that the whole time I was thinking I really need to update the blog. But I don't really have any good excuse and I even had some halfway interesting things to report.
I had my first doctor's appointment during week nine. My doctor was quick and to the point about everything. It's a big practice and they're busy I guess. Once I left and thought back on it I realized they told me almost nothing. They didn't tell me not to eat unpasteurized cheese or to stay away from the litter box. I didn't even get any informative pamphlets.Of course, by nature, I am an obsessive researcher so I know all these things and over the course of the last couple weeks have gotten into the habit of running to Google first before I put something new into my body to make sure it's okay. But what if I weren't such a crazy person? This is my first pregnancy, how can they assume I just know these things?
Anyway, the one thing they did give me was a list of foods sorted into Good, Moderate, and Bad categories according to the Glycemic Index. This is to avoid, I think, gestational diabetes, but I like to call it by the name "party pooper". All my life, I've been lead to believe that when you get pregnant you suddenly get to eat with abandon (except for tuna and Roquefort, that is). I had happy dreams of filling my shopping cart with things I never let myself have before (oh, blessed Nutty Bars), but according to my doctor, this is out of the question. It's chickpeas and spinach for me now. Le sigh. Of course, I cheat a little, but with great restraint and it's always accompanied by heavy guilt.
Jump ahead a little: I informed my fencing friends this week why I had been scarce lately and why that would continue to be the case for the foreseeable future. I've been feeling rather burnt out from fencing over the last couple months and I anticipated this being a welcome break. But when I finally announced that I would be AWOL from the club, I realized how much I would miss the folks that I sweat with and who beat up on me twice weekly.
I haven't told my employer yet, so shhhh. I'm just not ready for a Big Deal. I hate big deals, especially when they're about me, so I'm just avoiding that as long as I can. As it stands, I still haven't gained any weight so that's not giving me away. Now, if I can just avoid passing out on my keyboard in the late afternoon, I'll be safe.
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Court you shouldn´t have heavy guilt when you cheat a little. In fact if you completely don´t let yourself have anything you´re more likely to have a complete break down and binge. Remember the adage...everything in moderation. Remember women have been doing this a looong time and it wasn´t even until recently that we had the research available to even have lists of things to eat and things not to eat. Its good to want to be healthy and my niece/nephew will no doubt benefit from it. But I don´t think you should feel any guilt when you indulge a bit.
K thats all...you´re going to be a better mom than 99.9 percent of the other first time mothers out there anyways so you dont have ANYTHING to feel guilty over.
LOVe YA!
This is not really "the Dad", its "the Mom"- I would like to know who Casey thinks are the .01 per cent of new moms are that will be better than my Court-they are just not there!
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