Pregnancy… The Good, The Bad, The Ugly.

I know the title sound a little daunting, but truthfully pregnancy was and is a beautiful thing. Looking back at it, I’m so incredibly proud of myself for growing my baby girl. But that’s not to say that everything was hunky dory, easy peasy. Pregnancy is no joke, and women are awesome for doing it. Seriously, we’re warriors preparing for battle (aka birth).

I was always so taken back that something the size of a poppy seed could make you SO nauseous and a level of exhausted I’d never felt before. But the excitement that Jordon and I felt in anticipation for our growing family made all the misery of the first trimester worth it.

Getting the Positive Test…

I remember so vividly that morning I took the test and that little urine covered stick read “positive”. I already knew I was pregnant days before I even thought about taking the test. I had, had those symptoms before. Two months before Avery was conceived, Jordon and I had a miscarriage. I’ll do a post writing more about that experience, but I was 5 weeks along when I lost our first baby. So I knew exactly what the early symptoms of pregnancy felt like. Sore boobs, exhaustion, headaches, nausea… you know, the beauty of pregnancy!

I felt such anxiety as I approached the date that I was supposed to get my period, ” I know I’m pregnant, but what if it’s like last time?” and “Don’t get your hopes up Kelli, it’s been two months since the miscarriage, it could be too soon.” All these negative thoughts flooded my mind as I laid in bed on that Sunday morning.

It was 7 a.m. and I just hoped out of bed and decided that I was going to put my mind at ease and just take the damn test. It was the longest two minutes of my life waiting for that blinking test to read positive. I just remember staring at it saying “no way, no way…” and “thank you Jesus.” I ran downstairs because Jordon had fallen asleep on the couch that night before (he likes to watch TV at 1 a.m. and I’m just not about that) and I jumped on him “BABE I HAVE SOMETHING TO TELL YOU!!” With squinted eyes he sees the test and says “you’re pregnant? It’s positive?” It was the best morning.

First Trimester…

The first trimester is no joke. It will knock you on your ass. A level of exhausted that I have never known. I would hit snooze until the very last minute, and drag myself out of bed late every morning. Sit at my desk trying to keep my eyes open (because did I mention that I couldn’t drink coffee?) until lunch time, then come home on break and take a nap. That 40 minutes was the highlight of my day. Just as a side note, for whatever reason coffee tasted like dirt, straight from the ground, pick it up and add some water, dirt. Which was super unfortunate for me, because I’d like to consider myself a coffee connoisseur. I digress.