5 weeks pregnant. Who would have thought it would be this easy? Not me, that is for sure. If you would have asked me a month ago when we decided to “start trying” if we would see immediate results, the answer would be no.
I must have been in denial at first. That is the only thing I can think of as to why I didn’t notice what was going on with my body. But then again, it has been a complete decade since the last time I was pregnant.
I remember saying to my best friend first thing that Friday morning, “I’m just going to say this so I can put it out there and get it into the Universe, but I haven’t started yet.” That was my attempt at getting my body to “start”. The whole notion of reverse psychology, but little did I know it wasn’t going to work. “I keep feeling like I am going to start but I never do.” And then she said it, “Those were my symptoms each time I have been pregnant.”. Wait, what? Run that past me one more time. Come to find out, I wasn’t just late, but a week late. And the more I think and read about everything I have been experiencing up to this point, it all makes sense now:
- Cramping – I somehow managed to forget that these are also associated with pregnancy.
- Sore boobs – Don’t even think about touching them. If I had the option, I would walk around in a sports bra 24 hours a day. That is one of the only things I have found to provide some sort of relief.
- Increased bathroom trips – I managed to make the comment to a co-worker, before I actually new what was happening, that I wasn’t even the pregnant one at the office (she was), but I sure was going to the bathroom like one. Oops…
- Night sweats – I won’t lie, these are awful. Waking up in the middle of the night multiple times completely covered in your own sweat only to be freezing two seconds later is not glorious. But according to everything I read, these should hopefully go away once all my hormones regulate. Which leads me to another symptom…
- Moodiness – Ouch. I feel sorry for my poor fiancee. Raging bitch is putting it lightly. Bless his soul.
- Temperature – My body temperature has been out of control. From raging hot one second to I don’t think I am ever going to get warm the next (see previous section on night sweats).
The hunger is just now starting to set in. My stomach ferociously growls as if to remind me that there is a growing monster in there demanding my attention. The exhaustion hasn’t quite hit me, but then again I am always tired. Nap Queen should be my nickname, in all honesty.
This phase to me has to be one of the hardest. The pregnancy test says yes, but as far as actual confirmation that things are progressing the way they should be, I still have to wait four weeks until I see the Dr. The only thing I have to reassure me at this point that all is well is the faith that I have in my body and the fact that yes, every time I still go to the bathroom, I check to make sure that I still haven’t started.
So, that’s it. 5 weeks in and all it’s glory. Ecstatic doesn’t even begin to explain the way I feel right now. No matter what is going on in the world around me, in the back of my mind, all I can focus on is the fact that there is a baby inside of me. A human life. A little me and a little him. Our little secret.
All signs point to yes, our little one. And we could not be more excited.