Monday, May 21, 2012

The Birth of Athena

No, we aren't naming our first born Athena, but here is a little history:

 Athena was named as the favorite daughter of Zeus, born fully armed from his forehead. The most common story of her birth occured when Zeus lay with Metis, the goddess of crafty thought and wisdom. Eventually Zeus experienced an enormous headach and one of his sons cleaved Zeus's head with the double-headed axe. Athena leaped from Zeus's head, fully grown and armed. She went on to become the goddess of wisdom, courage, inspiration, civilization, law and justice, just warfare, mathematics, strength, strategy, the arts, crafts, and skill

Although Zeus himself wasn't pregnant, or maybe he was, headaches are not uncommon during pregnancy and mine seems to be riddled with them. Usually I have two or three nights a week when I have to turn in early because it feels like a steam engine is pushing against my right eyebrow with avengence.

According to, Migraine headaches during pregnancy are an often unwanted but sometimes common side effect of pregnancy. If you experienced migraines prior to pregnancy, you will find your condition either drastically improves or possibly gets worse during pregnancy. Fantastic.
A migraine headache is typically characterized by a dull aching that eventually worsens until the patient feels a strong, pulsating pain usually on one side of the head or temples. Migraines are often accompanied by vomiting, nausea and in some cases an aura. 
As with other pregnancy drama, raging pregnancy hormones are to blame but that are also paired with changes in nerve pathways, an imbalance of brain chemicals (including serotonin, which helps regulate pain in your nervous system), and altered blood flow to the brain.

In elementary school I had migraines pretty regularly and knew they were caused by smells. I remember one time I had been swimming in an indoor pool at a resort and while my mom dug threw her bag our hotel room key, I ran down the hall to puke in a trash can by the vending machines. They also came after horseback riding lessons, sometimes after my tap classes at Cindy Smith Dance Studio, or after spending too many times in one of those potpourri scented country shops.

The worst I, to date, that I can remember was after our road trip to Georgia. DJ and I had spent about 10 hours in the car and towards the end of our drive, I felt one brewing. Back at the house, I thought my head was going to explode and could not put enough pressure on my head to make it go away. Ugh, it was the pits. I can't remember, but I think I ended up throwing up and feeling 110% better immediately.

Migraines are such a funny thing.

Monday, May 14, 2012

Whomp! There it is!

Thursday I wasn't showing and then I woke up Friday and there it was!
In the morning, Petrie is a little pooch in my abdomen and rounds up to just above my belly button but then depending on how much I eat or how much water I drink throughout the day, he/she can double in size and bloat to amazing proportions.

At 15 weeks, Petrie is practicing breathing, sucking, and swallowing so when he/she breaks out into the world, he/she will have the basic survival tools. Also, according to, the "fetus is holding daily aerobics classes — kicking, curling toes, and moving those little arms and legs".
Bathing suits have long been put away as well as anything fitted. Most of my work clothes have also been shoved to be back of my closet with the exception of a few pairs of pants and flowy shirts. After work today I am going to check out Target to see if they have some in-between sizes. The maternity pants Amy passed down to me will be great once I get a little bigger, but now I need something to hold me over until then. My cousin suggested Belly Bands. She said they are a must have and are advertised to do the following:

  • tummy sleeves are a staple of your maternity wardrobe!
  • a versatile basic works before, during, and after pregnancy
  • smooths lines from unbuttoned jeans or pants
  • wear folded down or in a single layer for more coverage
  • offers extra tummy coverage when lifting top for nursing
  • size 0 will fit sizes small through large

  • Also since "coming out" the other day, I reread parts of my blog and a few points of note:
    1. the typos are out of control and I do apologize for them
    2. I realize I was a little obsessive about the exercise debacle and I'm sure some of you were thinking "ok, we get it - get over yourself" since I did the same thing when I was rereading it. Sorry about that. I am going to make an effort to be less whiny.
    3. I am still not on Facebook but DJ did make the most cryptic announcement the other day in celebration of Mother's Day. It might have been too cryptic.

    Thursday, May 10, 2012

    I used to run 13 of these? In a row?

    According to my "What to Expect" ap (very official), Petrie is the size of a naval orange but only 2 to 3 ounces in weight. Funny - because he/she feels much heavier than that.

    Now that I have successfully sailed into my second trimester and Petrie has passed the growth rate and the down syndrome test, I have been given the go ahead to go back to my "normal" routine at the gym. "Normal" being the operative word in that it's really nothing but.

    On January 28th, I remember it well, I felt it would be my last kick ass gym day before undergoing full fledged follicle growth then retrieval then transfer and then the two week wait. For that reason, I ran 8 miles at a nice clip on the treadmill and then killed time on the bike to catch the end of a morning talk show. I didn't think twice about it because that's how I roll.

    At thirteen weeks I decided to revisit my old friend and go for a run - well a jog - ok, it was more like a trot. Ever mindful of the runners around me, I decided if I couldn't run above 5.5 I would just walk or switch to the bike. I have my pride.

    After twelve minutes, I was undecided as to whether I really had to pee or if I had eaten a brick sometime during the day. It was a mix of those two feelings in my lower abdominal region that forced me to call it a day BUT I managed to go over a mile and it was a victory.
    The other day I made it about 4 miles with water breaks every ten minutes or so. I felt this was a good deal, but I remained astonished that once upon a time I was training for half marathons, mud runs, and warriors dashes.

    Not I have no expectations of being Paula Radcliffe who won the New York Marathon less than 10 months after giving birth to her first child or at five months pregnant with her second child was running 14 miles a day in her efforts to stay in shape for London in 2012. Nor will I be Amber Miller who despite being almost 39 weeks pregnant when she hit the starting line of the Chicago Marathon, Miller ran through labor contractions and the unusually warm 77-degree day to finish the race.
    She delivered a healthy daughter about 7 1/2 hours later.

    But jogging during pregnancy does have clear benefits for both baby and me so I hope to give it my all or my 80%. According to, jogging and other forms of exercise during your pregnancy can increase your energy level and give your mood a boost. Continuing to jog during your pregnancy also keeps your muscles strong and toned and even helps you sleep better. Continuing your jogging routine also reduces your risk for developing increased blood pressure and diabetes associated with pregnancy. Staying active throughout your pregnancy prepares your body for labor and delivery and also increases your chances of regaining your pre-pregnancy body more quickly.

    Wednesday, May 2, 2012

    Finally excited!

    Ok so admittedly my last post was selfish, depressing, and just a downer overall BUT at 13 weeks-ish, I can finally say I am getting excited and it was sparked by a little help from a friend.

    Slowly but surely I am eeking myself out of the prenatal closet. I recently had my 12 week check up and Petrie is starting to look more like a baby and less like a speck. I could see his/her little legs and arms flailing in the lasted ultrasound and I am hoping he/she is atheltic or smart since we will need one or both in order to enroll him/her in college.

    I will officially be out and about after we get the results from the "down syndrome test" (I don't remember the official name) but the nurse seemed to think we are on safe ground in that area. I did add someone else to the list of people in the know tonight and that was my friend, Hannah and her husband Brett - and what a breath of fresh air it was.

    Hannah was the first person I told who understood my frustrations with weight gain, working out (or lack there of), the different person you see in the mirror, and everything else that made me sad in my last post. She gave me advice and tips that I was happy to hear and that made me feel less vain and more...reasonable. Its funny because before my visit, DJ had said "I bet Hannah will get you" and he was absolutely right. I am in that stage between showing and not-showing and she agreed its a tricky spot to be in. Your clothes still fit, but you can feel self conscious. You see a change where others do not - or maybe they are just being polite. You are working out less and eating more. And as much as you know there is a miracle developing inside you, unlike a second helping of pasta - it can be difficult to swallow (bad joke). All in all, I left feeling refreshed and much more sane. Thank goodness.

    We talked about how a five mile run used to be nothing and a great way to destress, but now gym days can be frustrating and those long runs we took for granted are now sad little trots on the treadmill. This morning I made it about three miles and a decent little pace and saw it as a victory. It made me laugh since once upon a time only running three miles was a bad day at the gym.

    Anyway, my last post ended with me feeling lonely but now - that is definitely not the case.

    Thank you Hannah!

    Petrie reclining :)