The First Ten (or so) Weeks: A Look Back

I ended up at my first obgyn appointment as a pregnant lady exactly one week after I found out I was pregnant.  I just happened to have an appointment scheduled for that day (July 19th) where I was supposed to be discussing having a possible endometrial biopsy to investigate a polyp in my uterus.  Instead, I told my doc I was pregnant!  She was so happy for me, and answered my main question about if the presence of a polyp in my uterus would be a problem during pregnancy.  She quickly calmed my fears and said not at all– she was only worried that it would affect my ability to conceive, which clearly, it didn’t.  She estimated at that point I was six weeks pregnant.  She scheduled my first ultrasound for a few weeks later.

At the time of that appointment, I felt fine, but just a few days later, I started to feel extremely tired and queasy.  For some reason, I never thought I would be hit with those first tri symptoms, but oh no, I was hit fairly hard.  From weeks six to about week ten, I started to feel really fatigued all the time.  Standing became a chore, and I took multiple naps a day!  Fortunately, I had the summer off, so resting a lot was not a problem.  During the earlier part of this time period, my husband and I were packing up our house in preparation for our move, so it was tough for me to be much of a help.  I ended up working in really short intervals, but fortunately managed to get it done.



Worse than the fatigue, though, was the queasiness that plagued me almost all day, everyday!  All of the healthy foods I was used to eating on a daily basis sounded disgusting to me.  On my doc’s advice, she told me to only eat what I wanted, and not to force myself to eat things that didn’t appeal to me, even if that meant carbing out for a while.  She told me food aversions were normal and to just go with them since they usually disappeared in the second tri.

Here’s foods that I could no longer tolerate or made me queasy by just thinking about them:  oatmeal, nut butters, most raw veggies, greens, quinoa, yogurt, fruit, overly garlicky foods, any foods whose taste lingered in your mouth, ice cream and most desserts

Bottom line, I didn’t want to look at most things I was used to eating!

Here are foods I could tolerate in moderation or wanted to eat:  pizza, bagels with cream cheese, butter croissants, mashed potatoes, French fries, Triscuits, some cheeses, plain potato chips, pasta with marinara sauce, and my mom’s home cooking. Remember some of these meals I posted during the summer? These were first-trimester-give-me-bland-carb meals!! Makes sense right?





As you can see, any overly spiced or complicated foods were off limits.  Simple carbs were my friend.  The only exception to that rule strangely enough was Indian food prepared by my mom.  There was something about all my childhood favorites that I craved, though admittedly, I wouldn’t dare eat Indian food during the day, when my symptoms were at their worst!

Admittedly, as a healthy living blogger, I was concerned that I wasn’t eating “right” and that it would impact my baby’s or my health.  My doc soothed my fears though and said eating things I don’t want would only make me feel worse.  She told me to “carb out” if that kept me from feeling too sick.

At this time, I couldn’t exercise either.  The thought of going to a stuffy, stinky gym made me want to hurl to be honest.  I went one time when I wasn’t feeling well and it was the worst– I decided as long as there was a threat I would feel sick, I wouldn’t go.  Two of the times I got physically sick happened to be after long walks outside– the heat and exertion caused me to get super nauseas, so once again, my doc advised me to take it easy on the exercise front too.

In the first ten weeks, I technically threw up about six or seven times.  Not to be tmi, but it usually happened after I drank water on an empty stomach– as soon as I drank it, it came right back up.  I realized that getting to the point of having an empty stomach was usually the times when I felt worse.  I only got sick off of food once, which I am very grateful for (there was an unfortunate incident with cherries, of all things!).

You would think with all of the bagels and pizza I ate during this time that I would gain weight, but the opposite happened.  I ended up losing a few pounds in the first ten weeks, and the reason why I think had to do with portion control.  Though I wasn’t eating the best foods, I could only eat so much before the danger of feeling sick set in.  Also, I do think my metabolism spiked a bit because I was always hungry!  I woke up starving all of the time, I often felt hungry in the middle of the night, and I had many moments when hunger hit so hard I just had to eat immediately.  For me, these were new sensations because I am not a person who often feels deep hunger, even after not eating for many hours.  I actually liked the feeling though– it made me feel like my body was really processing all the food I was eating efficiently.

Another great thing that happened to me food-wise was that I let go of some bad food-related habits, which I did discuss a few times when recapping my eats on the blog during this time.  In other words, I became so much more of an intuitive eater.  Before, I tended to eat certain things because I felt like I should, at certain times, and I often ate the same things over and over again.  With the nausea of the first ten weeks though, I learned pretty quickly that I could only eat exactly what I wanted when I wanted it, no matter what time it was or how “healthy” it was.  Anything else just wouldn’t work.  When we first moved into our new house, I didn’t go grocery shopping for the first few weeks because I simply could not predict the foods I would want to eat.  I pretty much went meal by meal, getting what I wanted when I wanted it.  Fortunately, I have an amazing bagel shop and two Whole Foods within minutes from my home, so spontaneous eating was pretty easy.

My husband was amazing during this time too, running out to get me whatever I wanted.  He often made bagel runs for me when the craving struck.   He also encouraged me to not force myself to eat foods that I didn’t really want, even if that meant getting food from multiple places just to make a meal I really wanted!  Since we were transitioning into a new house, we were relying a lot on takeout anyway, since it took a while to get the kitchen up and running.  Our move was actually a blessing in disguise, because my inability to cook really forced me to be intuitive with my food choices, since I didn’t just cook the usual dishes I had in my rotation.

If any of you out there in the first tri are concerned that they aren’t eating the best because of food aversions, my advice to you is don’t worry about it!  Just do the best you can and don’t force yourself to eat anything you don’t want.  In my opinion, there’s a reason why you don’t want to eat certain foods, so don’t eat them!  I do believe it will all balance out eventually.

Other than fatigue and nausea though, I didn’t really have too many other issues.  In fact, my overall pregnancy symptoms were so mild that those closest to me (like my mom, sis, mother-in-law) had no idea I was pregnant (well, until I told then at the end of week nine!).  I was able to easily hide my fatigue and nausea simply by timing my interaction with them to be in the afternoon, which is when I felt best most days.  Still, I couldn’t wait until week nine, when I had my first ultrasound, after which I felt comfortable enough to tell close family the great news!  I have a post dedicated to the big unveiling coming up!

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