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22 Weeks

Monday 17 August 2015


Lets talk symptoms…

A few of the symptoms I have felt are;
-       Tiredness
-       Extreme Emotion
-       Lack of appetite
-       Gagging
-       Nausea
-       Generally feeling low and deflated
-       Full Bladder!

The first thing I want to make apparent is that I didn’t find out I was pregnant until I was 12 weeks. This meant that I was trying to find reasons for my symptoms which obviously looking back now was all because I was pregnant and some of the excuses may of contributed but were not the only reason.

Lets start with tiredness; March to June is the busiest months at my work and probably the worst months to fall pregnant. We were very busy and I was working a lot of overtime, which I thought explained the tiredness. I was knackered, one weekend I was only awake for about 8 hours over the 48-hour period and that was only because Baby Daddy woke me up to eat. I didn’t start to feel tired until Easter time, which meant I would have been 4-6 weeks, don’t worry though the tiredness stopped at about 18 weeks. Baby Daddy and I noticed a sudden difference in my fatigue and since then I have had a lot more energy to get up and do things. I have struggled to keep my eyes open some days, I do not know what it is going to be like once Baby H gets here, they do say its your body going into training.

I have never cried so much in my life than I have done in the past 22 weeks. I have cried at adverts and sometimes I don’t even know why I was crying. Again we put this down to being stressed and unhappy at work it seemed to be the best excuse for most of the symptoms I was having.

I will talk about gagging, nausea and lack of appetite in one paragraph as I do feel they all go hand-in-hand. About 3 weeks before I found out I was pregnant a nasty bug was going around the office and of course I caught it. For a week I was bed ridden; I couldn’t eat, I had swollen tonsils, diarrhea, vomiting, think about anything you could have, and I had it. Even though this only lasted a week I thought that my pregnancy symptoms, which obviously continued after the bug, was my body still just getting over the sickness. I have a very good gag reflex normally, not many things could make me wretch, my sister on the other hand only has to smell something bad and will gag for 5 minutes. A good friend at work who also had the horror bug was saying that she was still gagging even though we were both better, to me this made sense to why I was gagging. I can officially say that gagging is horrific! If you are someone who suffers from a short gag reflex I feel your pain and do not know how you live your life as everything was making me gag. When I say everything I mean I was gagging at everything! A few of the most memorable and weird things were; walking into a warm room, walking through a swarm of midges and people talking about number 2’s. Due to all the gagging this is what made me be sick the handful of times that I did, it was only when I couldn’t breath through it, or control it that I threw up, thankfully.
**Side note ‘Morning Sickness’ is bull it should be called ‘All Day Sickness’ it does not just happen in the morning do not be fooled!**
Along side the gagging I continuously felt nauseas, for a good 6 weeks. To help this I ate the most; plain, boring, tasteless food you could think of. I had rice and corn cakes coming out of my ears, none of the fancy flavours literally plain maybe lightly salted. I ate these for breakfast and lunch for 6 weeks, this is what seemed to settle my stomach and help the sick feeling. Another food that I felt helped was mints, I would suck on them through-out the day to keep my stomach occupied and from building up the acid which was causing the nausea. Due to the nauseas feeling I completely lost my appetite and within the first 12 weeks of pregnancy I lost quite a bit of weight obviously I didn’t know I was pregnant so was not looking out for myself in the way the books say you should. Thankfully at about 19 weeks I found my appetite; which I am very happy about, the one downfall is I cannot eat as much as I used to. I can now only eat half a pizza!

Before finding out I was pregnant I was feeling very low. I couldn’t 100% explain everything I was feeling and I was getting upset and frustrated. The day I had my doctors appointment I was expecting to be written off work and given anti-depressants that is how low I felt. I am not embarrassed about how low and depressed I felt at the beginning as my body was changing and preparing in ways that I can never understand or explain. Maybe if I had found out earlier I would of understood why I was feeling the way I was and could of helped myself through it better, instead I didn’t want to get out of bed, do the things I enjoy doing or some days even talk to people. The moment I did find out I was pregnant the doctor made sense of all the symptoms and I did instantly feel better as I had answers to why I felt terrible.

The last symptom I am going to talk about is one that I think will last until this little rascal is in the world and that is my bladder! I can honestly say I think I have gone to toilet more in the past 22 weeks than I have in a year. When I am awake I wee 3 times an hour, honestly. I am one of those people who can sleep through a thunderstorm but since being pregnant I wake up at least 3 times a night to wee, which can be very frustrating. One positive I can walk from our bedroom to the toilet in the pitch black.

I hope that hearing about my symptoms will help you feel less strange as I would of felt a lot better to know that I wasn’t the only one who could fill a pool with urine within a day. I would love to hear about the symptoms you guys had/have as I do feel everyone is different and we should all help each other through this confusing time in our bodies lives.   

Baby Mumma xx

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21 Weeks


Hello, welcome to the first blog post from ‘Mother knows best?’ (please notice the question mark) I shall start by giving you a little more information about myself; I am 23 years old and pregnant for the first time. Does anyone else feel this becomes the only way to describe yourself? I have forgotten how to describe myself other than being with child. A few more details… Baby Daddy and I have been together for 7 years even though Baby H was not planned they are more than a happy mistake. We live in a little town in England, 3.5 hours away from our family in the Big City (London).

I wanted to start this blog not to give advice as personally I am tired of people telling me what I can and can’t do but to hopefully help some of you who maybe are in the same situation as me and feeling the same way so you don’t feel too alone and we can laugh and joke about all the different stories. The second reason for starting this blog is so that baby daddy and I can look back and remember all the good and bad times before baby H comes into this world.

I shall start at the beginning how all good tales start…

I felt like crap! I was very busy at work, tired, poorly you name it and I felt it. I woke up one Friday morning and instantly had a panic attack (not fun!) I rang my dad as I do in any situation that I need help and he told me the first thing I needed to get sorted was my health so the same day I walked down to the doctors and booked an appointment for the Monday.

On the 18th May I sat in the doctors office telling him all the symptoms I was having and how low I felt and he was staring back at me with the most how stupid can you be look. Once I had finished my long list he calmy said “I am pretty sure that you are pregnant” you can imagine my shock! The first thought in my head was that I haven’t missed a period….(I know ladies scary right.) I took a test and there it was ‘Pregnant 3+ Weeks’. Baby Daddy came home that day and when I showed him the test he froze and hugged me for what felt like 10 minutes he eventually said that this was the best news and he was very happy, phew!

So that was it. The doctor estimated we were 8 weeks pregnant because I hadn’t missed a period he just went one back, little did he know. 4 weeks later when it came to having our first scan and they put the gel on my stomach and turned on the screen the lady said “Oh, they are a little bigger than we thought” Baby Daddy and I looked at each other looked at the lady and both said “What does that mean?” The lady responded, “You are not 12 weeks actually you are 17 weeks” 17 weeks what!? How could I of been pregnant for so long and not notice?

Now we are 21 weeks, over half way and cannot wait to meet the little nugget. I have plenty more stories to tell but not till next week, so I hope you all have a lovely week and I will see you at 22 weeks.

Baby Mumma xx