Friday, November 21, 2008

Can it be?

I've actually had two relatively nausea-free days in a row! Yesterday was sort of odd in that we got up around 4am and were at the airport by about 5, and just as I was getting out of the cab, I was hit hard--not with nausea, but just the overwhelming bodily urge to throw up. The hard swallowing, the rapid salivation, the hot flashes, the whole nine yards. I kept frantically looking around for a place to do it and finding none suitable. I must have swallowed a gallon of saliva while looking around in a panic. By the time I found a bathroom, though, the urge had passed. And again--this wasn't the intense queasiness I've been feeling for the past week, it was just an urge, like that of a sneeze, to throw up. I didn't, but I came the absolute closest I have yet. But honestly--I'll take a quick and dirty vomiting session over just feeling like I'm going to, all day, day after day.

Other than that, I feel good! I know a lot of women complain of first-trimester tiredness, but I feel more or less like my old self, who has always worked hard, played hard, and slept hard.

And while I'm not showing or anything, and I've only gained 1.5 pounds, I realized while getting dressed for a reception last night that my body nonetheless doesn't have quite the same relationship to a certain fitted pair of black dress pants anymore. So things are definitely shifting, if not visibly yet.

All in all, it's great to be feeling better, and I'm crossing my fingers that it's going to stick. We continue to be very excited about the baby and becoming parents together, and I've thought to myself so many times that I don't know how women do this who don't have a loving, patient, sympathetic partner to pick up the slack when they feel like lying around with their head in the toilet all day. But I do, and I'm so grateful. Thank you, Matt: you're a wonderful husband and you'll be an incredible father.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

From There to Here

All day yesterday, I just felt like total and utter dog crap. I was horribly nauseated, my sinuses were stuffed up, I had a bad tension headache, and my body ached all over. After work, I came home with chills and the shakes (though surprisingly, no fever) and fell asleep right after dinner. I felt terrible. I felt like I had the plague.

Then, I woke up this morning and felt FABULOUS. Full of energy, no longer nauseous, body aches gone. That continued all day. I didn't have a ton of appetite for breakfast (of course, at 6am, who does?) but I downed a glass of juice (can I just say that there are no words to say how much I LOVE ORANGE JUICE these days? --though only not from concentrate) and one of milk with no problem. Then at work, I got starving hungry at around 9:50 and bolted down to the cafeteria in a panic before it closed at 10. There was one lonely sausage and egg muffin sitting underneath the heat lamps, just calling my name. The guy in front of me was in the process of asking, "Well, how old is it?" The cafeteria worker shrugged and said "I don't know, it's just kind of dried up and not...fresh." I butted him aside and said "Well, do you want it or not?" He gave me sort of a disgusted look and said "Uh, no." I snatched it up and bought it--with a huge thing of orange juice.

Heaven.

And I've felt awesome all day, despite running my butt off at work for nine hours.

It's given me an appreciation for just how good I actually feel most of the time. Sometimes I look at all that Matt and I do in the name of health, the chemicals we shun and the crazy way we do things, and I wonder if it makes a difference. Now, I'm fairly convinced it does. It took being knocked on my butt for a day to realize that honestly, most of the time I am fairly bursting with energy, and that's something I'm very grateful for.

Now, it remains to be seen whether this is the beginning of an upswing, or just a fluke...

Sunday, November 16, 2008

The Nausea Has Landed

I've now progressed from an "odd feeling" to full-on nausea and gagging (though thank goodness, not vomiting) for several hours of every day. Here are some things that have made me gag in the past few days:

-Holding a warm urine specimen at work
-Catching Scratches chewing on a piece of pork fat we'd left out in the kitchen
-Hearing Matt talk about cutting up a deer
-Opening the fridge and seeing...all that...food
-Just talking about some of the more off-putting smells that come up at work

I haven't actually been to work since the nausea has really taken off, so it will be really interesting to see how that goes. We made up a batch of homemade ginger beer and sipping that seems to help somewhat (unless I get a piece of ginger stuck on my tongue, and then all bets are off), but mostly I just have to wait for it to pass. Ick.

One of my other pressing symptoms is a terrible indecision. I'm usually pretty opinionated, and fairly intuitive about my decisions. Not now. Just the decision of something really basic like "What should we do first--this or this?" is enough to make me feel panicked and helpless. Which would be fine, if only my life or my job or, you know, impending parenthood didn't require any kind of decisionmaking.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Then What Is It?

It's kind of like fatigue, but not quite...
Kind of like dizzy, but not exactly...
Kind of like nauseous, but not entirely.

Not that naming it would make the feeling any more comfortable...

The day seems to come in phases:

When I first get up, I feel really good, and often hungry. But when I eat, I feel full after just a few bites.

Mid-morning, between about 9 and 11, I'm pretty energetic and get increasingly hungry and usually eat lunch around 11 or 11:30.

It seems like after lunch, I feel progressively worse for most of the afternoon. Sick, tired, restless.

Dinnertime is kind of hit or miss.

I start to feel better shortly after dinner, which lasts until about 9:00. Then I abruptly start to feel exhausted and nauseous, and usually fall asleep by about 9:30.

If you can see any rhyme or reason to that pattern, bless you, because I certainly can't.

Monday, November 10, 2008

On Second Thought...

I got a piece of apple peel caught in my throat today while I was eating homemade applesauce and I retched so hard I almost threw up. So I think I might peel the apples next time.

Saturday, November 8, 2008

Funny Parenting Comics

Disclaimer: Navelgazing Midwife (the page I'm sending you to) has a lovely header graphic (and I do mean graphic) that involves a radiant naked pregnant woman.

That said, here they are.

Pregnancy, Naturally

photo by viewerblur

Let me start by saying that this morning, in typical fashion, we got up and made a batch of banana-walnut pancakes with brown sugar syrup. In not-so-typical fashion, we got really fired up about making a batch of decaf.

I'll admit that Matt and I have always kind of derided decaf coffee as a waste of time, something enjoyed by those who were as likely to appreciate a cup of hot prune juice. Well, pregnancy changes a lot of things.

And while there are sources that say it's OK to enjoy the occasional cup of coffee during pregnancy, there are others that say it's probably not a good idea, and my instincts tell me that at least this early, it's probably best to abstain. So decaf it is, and it was actually very good.

Here's the rundown on what else we're avoiding during pregnancy:

1. BPA. We've talked about it before. Sadly, our shatterproof French press carafe is, you guessed it, plastic #7. Our stovetop espresso maker is aluminum, which may not be much better, so as soon as it's in the budget we'll probably get a glass carafe for the French press. In the meantime, we're sipping very lightly, but there are those times when a Saturday morning just cries out for a hot beverage. We were drinking a lot of chai, which has the benefit of an entire cup of milk per serving, but now I'm running low on spices.

2. Teflon. We've switched entirely to cooking in cast-iron or stainless steel, and while we've had some sticky moments, we've found that tips like preheating the pan and using a liberal amount of butter have allowed us to enjoy (practically) stick-free eggs, pancakes, and everything else.

3. High-fructose corn syrup. I haven't seen research stating this is specifically bad for developing embryos (if it exists, it's probably been suppressed by the AMA anyway!), but it's a nutritional void at best (and therefore displaces healthier foods I could be eating) and a contributor to chronic disease at worst. No thanks. And now that I think about it, it's been linked to diabetes, which contributes to all kinds of problems in pregnancy.

4. Ultrasounds. I'm not planning on one at all--we don't want to know the sex, if there was something "wrong" with the baby it wouldn't change our plans any, and they haven't been proven to be safe in pregnancy. They may even be harmful.

5. Pesticides. The link is to an article from the EU, but my uneducated guess is that they're probably using far FEWER pesticides than we are--they're just more open about it. And according to Maternal, Neonatal, and Women's Health Nursing, over fifty pesticides are known teratogens, and they're suspected to increase the rates of miscarriage, fetal death, and physical malformations such as cleft lip and extra fingers. So we're going organic whenever we can.

6. Cosmetics. A host of chemicals abound in these, but in particular phthalates (how could you trust a word spelled like that anyway?) chemicals found in MOST cosmetics and many soaps and shampoos, have been linked to cancer, birth defects, and the feminization of male fetuses. The only beauty product I still use is Pantene Pro-V shampoo, and I'm trying to wean myself. I use castile soap for everything else, and for moisturizer, I use a couple of drops of jojoba oil mixed with a drop of tea tree oil, and if I do say so myself, my skin has never looked better. And then you know about the deodorant and aluminum and all, but I'll say it again--these days, we're using a 50/50 blend of cornstarch and baking soda with a couple of drops of tea tree oil for its antibacterial and anti-odor properties. And I've been told I smell pretty good.

Typical pregnancy worries we're not really concerned about (and why):

1. Toxoplasmosis. Traditional pregnancy advice was to get rid of your cat; in recent years, that's softened to having someone else change the litterbox, in order to avoid contracting the parasite, which can adversely affect a developing fetus. But being that toxoplasma is ingested through eating infected prey, and our 100% indoor cats subsist entirely on a diet of dry food (supplemented with the occasional cricket), I'm not worried (though I don't argue with Matt when he offers to change the litter, either). (I'm also sort of confused as to why changing the cat litter is associated with "ingesting infected cat feces." I, uh, have never found that to be part of my litterbox-changing routine, but maybe I'm doing something wrong.)

2. Soft-cooked eggs. We know the farmer who provides our eggs and we've met the chickens, and as such we know they're kept in very clean, natural conditions. Hard-cooked eggs (or dry scrambled eggs) make me want to barf, so I'd rather just eat high-quality eggs that are unlikely to be infected with Salmonella.

3. The same goes for unpasteurized milk, cheese, and apple cider. Once again, I believe that if you know your supplier and he/she is following strict, safe practices, you're probably eating safer food than what is put into the general anonymous food supply under the assumption that "pasteurization will kill whatever gets in there anyway." I also believe that these foods have other health benefits that are destroyed by high heat. Yes, there are risks in life, but people have been eating these foods (pregnant or not) for centuries, and it appears they've only been hardier for it. If you want to see a robust bunch of babies and children (and women who don't appear to have any trouble carrying a pregnancy--or two, or ten--to full-term), just look at the Amish.

3. The occasional glass of wine--in my third trimester. For now, we're on the wagon.

4. Counting calories. Conventional wisdom says the average, normal-weight woman should gain 25-35 pounds during pregnancy, but some doctors have considered dropping that down to 15-20. This article has a breakdown of where the extra weight goes during pregnancy, for a total of 25 pounds--but you'll notice it has nothing allotted for a few pounds of fat storage, which your body puts on instinctively to provide calories that can be immediately released for breastfeeding. (It also assumes a 7-8lb baby; I was about 8-1/2 and Matt was close to ten, so I'm not anticipating much less than a nine-pounder.) If you strictly limit your weight in the hopes of avoiding putting on a few pounds of stored energy, your body will divert the resources it should be using toward your baby and your placenta. And I'm convinced this probably has something to do with why so many American women have trouble with their milk supply. I can't tell you how many women I've had deliver their babies, then when I offer them some juice or ginger ale afterwards, ask me if we carry "anything diet." I'm not advocating free-for-all weight gain, but I am saying that the priority in the immediate days postpartum is making enough milk to nourish your baby--NOT slipping back into your high-school jeans! The kicker? Women who follow a restrictive diet are more likely to gain large amounts of weight when pregnant than those who don't. As such, I'm loosely following the Brewer diet (which emphasizes high-protein, high-quality natural foods "to appetite," including a quart of milk and two eggs a day, as a means to give your body and your baby's body the building blocks they need for a healthy pregnancy), eating until I'm satisfied, and avoiding junk food.

On a similar note, Grist has a pretty rational checklist for avoiding toxins in pregnancy, and I was happy to see that most of what we're already doing matches right up with what they recommend, right down to avoiding Teflon pans (though they do still bang the drum against cat litter, and also list as safe a number of the products the Dr Bronner suit has proven to have unhealthy petrochemicals in them). In the end, I think every woman has to educate herself and follow her intuition about what's right for her and her baby--because this video, while inspiring, shows us where you can end up by having blind faith in the medical establishment.