So we are 9 weeks into our pregnancy and I'm feeling...blah.
I'm pretty much exhausted all the time. Really, all the time. My morning sickness has lessened quite a bit from a few weeks ago, but I still feel pretty icky if I get really hungry.
Of course, I don't get hungry very often. I eat all the time. All the time. It's pretty frustrating. I've never been someone with a whole lot of will power, but the last week has been very hard for me. When I sit down to eat, I feel like I've not eaten in a century. I feel like my body wants to stock up for the long road ahead, which wouldn't be so bad if I wasn't eating pizza and Mexican food. I know I should be indulging in more nutrient rich foods like fruits and vegetables, but knowing what the right thing to do doesn't make doing it much easier.
Plus, being pregnant is kind of like fighting an uphill battle with your waist line. You can eat as healthy as you want during your first and second trimester and you are still going to gain weight. You are still going to look more pudgy than pregnant, so why not just go ahead and eat pizza?
(That's a rhetorical question. I know why I shouldn't eat pizza. Healthy mommy, healthy baby. Pizza is not healthy.)
Needless to say, I'm pretty discouraged this week. Oh well...only 218 more days to go! (There is no true excitement in that sentence. I just trying to psych myself up for the next 32 weeks.)
P.S. Just so you don't think I'm always this discouraged about my life, you should know I'm very much looking forward to spend Memorial Day with my husband's family tomorrow. Roster slept all afternoon, giving me a much need relaxing Sunday afternoon. AND I get to go to the zoo on Saturday which might be the most exciting thing about my life ever!