The first trimester is the hardest part of a pregnancy. You haven’t started showing yet, but you are exhausted, sick and emotional. Thank God this “pregnancy glow” thing is real. There has to be some reward for getting through the first trimester and all of the weird shit your body is starting to do and feel.
It’s funny when you feel like all hell, but everyone you have ever known and even strangers are telling you how “gorgeous” you look. And not just people who know you are pregnant and are trying to make you feel better. Wow, you are really glowing! When I do bother to look in the mirror, I actually am thinking that I look pretty damn radiant. My cheeks have a constant flush and my eyes haven’t looked this bright since I did a two-month juice cleanse.
Apparently, I have a major increase in blood flow to thank for my “perma-flushed” look. I would be happy for that, if I knew it wasn’t also what I had to thank for my gums bleeding every time I floss and the occasional nosebleed. Yes, I am just gorgeous!
Another weird yet glamorous side effect of my pregnancy is that the hair on my head has completely stopped shedding. I know this because my husband has a habit of passive-aggressively sticking the clump of hair that gathers around the drain to the wall of the shower. It’s his way of saying, “this is disgusting – please don’t forget it here.” I totally agree, yet inevitably always forget to pull it from the drain. Lately – nothing. The hair on my head is full and glorious. I have the pregnancy hormones to thank for this, too. They reduce hair fall during pregnancy. But don’t be alarmed when a few months after you give birth you start shedding like a Labrador in the summer. Mother nature giveth, and she taketh away.
See, there are some positive side-effects of the first trimester. But everything else you go through is pretty much weird and/or kind of awful. Case in point – the nausea.
I don’t know why it’s called morning sickness. I never experienced it in the morning, but I think all women are different. I also never actually threw up in either of my pregnancies. But holy-mother-of-unbearable-nausea. It starts around noon and increasingly gets worse as the day goes on. I can barely eat anything past five o’clock. Unless it’s a Kit-Kat. Somehow, I can always manage to get one of those down.