One more week!

The suspense is definitely killing me.  I am REALLY showing and I am just bursting at the seams with excitement to tell my family.  I do have to stop in at my parents' house tomorrow, but I'm using an excuse that it has to be a brief pop-in because I can't have any eyes on my belly.

Next week, my first trimester will be complete.  I have been a little worried this week, because I still do not have an appointment with my OB/GYN.  I called on Thursday, and their offices are closed Thursday and Friday because their computer systems are down, but they re-open Monday.  I just want to know if they at least have my name down and are willing to provide me with some pre-natal care.  I already called my family doctor over a week ago to confirm I'm getting an appointment and I still have not heard from them either! From what I've read, in Ontario you don't typically see the specialist until 12-16 weeks, so I'm still in the safe zone, but my 12 week mark is less than a week away.

For now, I continue to feel the same.... ravenous and tired.  I could seriously eat all day long... well until about 8:00pm and then I have to sleep.  However, I am still running on my lunch breaks Monday to Friday and lifting weights twice a week.  Trying for yoga once a week.  I know to the average person, this seems like the fatigue is not really getting in the way, but this is light exercise for me.  I'm hoping the fatigue and the hunger dies down soon and I can get to being the "fittest pregnant lady ever!"

The other change in me is that I'm getting back the crafty-itch.  All of a sudden (this may be blamed on Pinterest), I want to re-learn how to knit and sew, as well as begin scrapbooking again.  However, I'm interested in making gifts for people.... save a little cash (saving as much as crafting lets you, ya right) and make something unique.  So weird how things change.  And I know all the mothers are saying, "do it now while you have the chance because soon enough you will have no time for yourself!"  I hear you!

So let the countdowns begin... to the end of my first trimester and until I tell my family!!!!

So much for a secret!

So my cousin from Sault. Ste Marie texted me yesterday to inform me that this blog was not so private, as the Blogger "Settings" have led me to believe.  When I signed on, I discovered there has been 39 page views.  Whaaaaaat?!?!  So now I don't know who else has read my page.  I found out that if you clicked on my profile to read more about me, Blogger brings you to a page that lists my other blogs and this one was there.  I'm horrified.

I created this blog so I could document what I'm feeling and my excitement and it's not supposed to be public until after I tell my parents.  Now I'm doubting that it's not OUR secret anymore, and I'm paranoid that my mom already knows and she's just playing along.

I am definitely showing, and I am also eating non-stop because this hunger sense dominates my life.  I have never liked anything with "fake" cheese (except for Kraft Dinner once a year) however recently that party mix that has sun chips and cheezies in it, is like gourmet food to me.  I was eating that in front of my mom the other day, and now I'm realizing that was a bad idea. I have regularly been a clean eater, conscious of the times I eat, portions, and obviously very aware of the way I look.  Right now, I have a belly and I definitely have the back fat, which I have not seen in years.

Needless to say my clothes are not fitting me, and I'm trying to find maternity clothes on kijiji until I can save enough to buy something nice. Even my so-called "fat" clothes do not fit.  It's really tough on me but there's not much I can do about it.  When I'm hungry, I have to eat NOW. And when I'm tired at 8:00pm, I have to go to bed.  The hunger and fatigue take over like some forceful being.  This little olive inside of me is for sure The Boss. I'm used to being very active and never laying on the couch and now this is a daily occurrence, however I'm giving myself permission for this.

So, Warren and I have decided that we will tell our parents in two weeks.  I will just have to avoid them until then.  I have a creative way to tell my parents and I would love to share the news in person with my in-laws, but we have to somehow convince them to come to Windsor. We may just have to FaceTime them, which is definitely the next best thing.  I have to see the reactions.

When I make this blog public again, big thanks to all of those who may have read this and respected our secret. I have learned a big lesson about Blogger. Thanks again, Jen for letting me know!!