First Trimester Exhaustion

Ah yes, the dreaded first trimester of pregnancy and all it's horrible symptoms. I had almost all of them, some of which I'll share with you here.

 

For me, one of the earliest signs of pregnancy was complete and utter exhaustion. I felt mentally, physically and emotionally drained in a way that not even the aftermath of a 24 hour tequila binger can compare to.

 

The first time I came home from work and passed out (face first, in my work clothes, at 6pm) for two hours, Stew was kind of worried. But the big news a week or so later obviously explained a lot. It's tiring work growing a tiny human!

Until you're pregnant, it's hard to really understand what your body will feel like, or what you should expect. My friends had shared their personal stories with me, but let me tell you... until you experience pregnancy first hand, it's hard to grasp what you're actually in for.

Every woman is unique, but the vast majority who experience pregnancy complain about extreme exhaustion. I'm not talking about feeling tired. I mean all-consuming, worst hangover of your life, getting the flu, haven't slept in five days (all happening at once), DEBILITATING, "I could not function even if Eddie Vedder showed up to do a private concert on my front lawn" exhaustion.

Poor Stewie. Most nights after work I would come home, vomit (we'll discuss morning sickness in another chapter), eat dinner, and then try to spend some quality time with my neglected hubby. That usually lasted about ten minutes, when he would look over mid-conversation and find me completely passed out. 

 

 

 Sleeping ten, eleven, even twelve hours a night never felt like enough. I fell asleep on the bus, mid phone conversation, at my desk at work... during a Seahawks game for gawd sakes!  Now you know it's serious.

So for those of you I've been neglecting these past couple months, I'm so sorry. But I was asleep.

Even though I'm past the first trimester now, the tiredness doesn't seem to be letting up much. I hope that will change as things progress and Baby stops sucking the ever-loving life out of me. But it's a small price to pay, I suppose.

It's tough, growing a human...