Hormones: pregnant and sassy!

We all know pregnancy is famous for it's evil hormonal side effects,  so here are some of my funny stories so far. 

I already mentioned in a previous post my You've Been Framed incident, when I laughed so hard I ended up crying hysterically, and now I have to be very careful when I find something very funny. Lest I end up a) in tears again and b) wetting myself. 

I have also had a few angry moments,  from unintended anti-smoking rants to friends to a shouting match in the street... perhaps uncalled for, but whilst wearing the self righteous pregnancy bubble I haven't yet regretted anything. Probably the worst incident was when a (very brash, rude man) pushed past me when I was walking along the street,  also hitting me in the face with his umbrella.  In annoyance I then shouted after him, "EXCUSE me!! THAT was rude!"

He then proceeded to turn around and shout abuse at me for being in his way. I told him all it took was for him to say excuse me, or even SORRY, when he hit me in the face with his umbrella.  *insert the F word several times into that sentence.  And the following sentences also. And probably some other obscenities too.*

When he presented to me his opposing argument (I don't actually know what this was) I called him a number of unmentionable names and sent him on his way in the knowledge that he was a p**** who needed some effing manners.  I went on my way feeling like I had done my good deed for the day. 

The first 12 weeks

So I'm just going to talk a little bit about what I felt like in the first trimester of my pregnancy,  my symptoms,  my emotions and just some general honesty here.

As I mentioned previously,  it took five negative pregnancy tests before I actually found out I was pregnant, and by this time I was already six or seven weeks.

In the weeks leading up to this I had become lazy and lethargic, I just wanted to sleep all the time. Obviously I know now this is a normal symptom to have at this stage. This pretty much continued until week ten. I am very lucky not to experience morning sickness in its purest form, whilst feeling very sick and not wanting to eat, I never actually threw up (apart from a 24 hour sickness bug at 9 weeks).

I know we should all eat healthily at the best of times, especially when you have a baby inside of you to nurture.  But in these weeks it was a push for me to eat anything at all (many people complimented me on weightloss at this stage, without knowing I was pregnant) so much of the time I just ate whatever I felt up to, mostly bread, cereal and biscuits.

Emotionally I was very unpredictable,  and I used to go from happy and calm one minute,  to terrified and not wanting to be pregnant anymore the next. I am not ashamed to admit this at all. I am very happy to be pregnant,  but this is just how I felt at the time.  I had one incident when watching You've Been Framed where I laughed so hard I cried,  and then couldn't stop crying and got rather hysterical. Amusing really!

Things have gotten better now,  but this was just the first 12 weeks for me :)

oops... I'm pregnant... now what?!

Well sh*t!! How did that happen?

Yep. I'm one of those girls that cried in confusion when the test kit turned blue. In fact, that technically didn't happen, I did FIVE negative pregnancy tests, went to my doctor,  and a week later she calls me to tell me I am pregnant. 

As a nineteen year old living in a caravan in her boyfriend's parents garden, this isn't exactly something I planned. But alas it has, and although I am chuffed to bits on my impending motherhood, this isn't a good time. 

I want to use this blog as an honest account of being young and pregnant, both sharing my story recording my journey for myself in the future and even my little baby in the future.  And of course, sharing my hopes and fears as a gothically inclined mummy to be. 

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