So I promised Rachel that I would write a post after I had finished my last term paper, and that finally happened tonight! I just remembered I haven’t put together a works cited page yet, but I can do that in the morning.
Anyway, there is a TON to catch up on, but like last time, I’m going to keep it to one topic. I have a whole month of time to blog ahead of me, so I’ll catch you up on PhD school and terrible professors (and awesome ones!) and all that later. What I wanted to share today is less mundane.
Some of you may know this already if you have been following Rachel’s blog (littlerainbowbug.wordpress.com) and read her password protected posts, but for the rest of you…
10 weeks and 3 days, due July 1, 2016.
It’s been so hard not to write anything about it, and that’s part of why I haven’t been blogging (though lack of time for non-academic writing also shares the blame), but we wanted to wait until the little bean was firmly ensconced in my uterus before sharing the news around too liberally. We’re still not sharing on Facebook until we’ve heard the heartbeat (hopefully at our first prenatal visit next week!), so for those of you who know me outside of blogworld or who I’m friends with on other social media, no spilling the beans, please!
Things have been interesting. Mostly ok, though I’ve had a lot of nausea and vomiting. Not hyperemesis, thank goodness, but morning sickness enough to share (not that I’d wish it on anyone). But being in my first term of a doctoral program while also being in my first trimester of my first pregnancy is something else. I’ve been tired, and sick, and I’ve had a very difficult time making myself care about things that don’t feel important. My evolution class felt important. My theory class (the one with the bad professor) didn’t. I just finished writing a 14 page paper comparing two books, one of which I didn’t even read because that’s how much I didn’t care. Not the way to start off a PhD, folks. Just sayin’. (I’m generally a very good student, and I have an A on every other assignment in that class, so I’m not terribly worried about my grade, but still not really something I’m proud of).
But guys! I’m pregnant!
My major professor also happens to be my midwife (the same wonderful woman we used when Rachel was pregnant with Darwin) and we have the same second midwife too, who happens to be another PhD student in my lab. It’s pretty amazing to have such awesome, well educated, and accessible care providers.
I’m planning to have a home birth, though I’ve already been thinking about all the things I would/will want if I end up in the hospital. Like if I have a cesarean, I don’t want to watch but I totally want someone to take pictures. I have a weird fascination with my own uterus and I kind of want to see what it looks like. (Not enough to have an elective cesarean though).
I don’t plan to get any ultrasounds until the 20 week anatomy scan, so I won’t have any pictures of the baby to share until sometime in February. I’ll post bump pics when I start getting a bump that’s discernible from my ready-made pooch. 😉 In the meantime, though, we’ll be posting weekly(ish) updates on my progress over at Little Rainbow Bug. I’ll try to remember to reblog them here, but no promises. 😛
It’s hard to believe I’m almost done with the first trimester, since I’m still having a hard time convincing myself I’m actually pregnant and not just super super late, haha, but hey. There it is. I’ve taken too many pregnancy tests to think I’m making it up, but I still kind of do. Did any of you experience that? Is it just that I’ve been so distracted with school, etc, or is it normal to feel so skeptical still? I’d be very interested in hearing from other mamas on that topic! I’m worried that I’m not as excited as I should be, especially given how long I’ve waited for this, but it’s not like I’m not happy, I’m just still kind of disbelieving. So when did you really feel pregnant? When did you start to feel connected to that little gummy bear?