A few days ago, I was starting to worry because I hadn't hit the nausea stage yet and I heard this could mean that your hormone levels weren't picking up sufficiently to sustain a pregnancy, but as luck would have it I got my first bout of headache/nausea later the same day and it has continued like clockwork from noon and until about 4pm daily. It's oddly comforting because I know that my hormone levels etc. have to be making adjustments for me to feel cruddy but it is during the middle of the day right, around when I have to go into work, which is not so fun. I'll post on this and other symptoms as I progress but now I want to discuss the first real symptom I had. I warn you it is not for the weak of heart/stomach folks...
My oh so romantic initial hint we may have actually conceived on our first try was when (I'm just going to be honest now) I went 3 MISERABLE days without *ahem* doing my business...
The only doctor I bothered to seek out after moving here was an OB who I LOVE so I called (on day 3) out of sheer desperation to talk to her nurse. The first thing she asked was "are you pregnant?" since we were still several days out from reliable pregnancy testing my answer was "I don't know." To my horror, her recommendation was that I take a laxative. Let me say that that was probably the most uncomfortable night of my life and completely different from what I had expected. Since I come from an over-sharing family (with the exception of my sister) I mentioned this experience to my mom (whose first question also happened to be "are you pregnant") and her suggestion was prunes and honestly they are such a welcome and effective alternative. I try to take as few medications and expose myself to as few chemicals as possible so I really appreciated a natural alternative and I was kind of shocked that the nurse didn't even suggest them. I have been eating 3-6 a day since!
I know it's kind of odd but this is the first my husband and I had ever discussed bodily functions. After being together more than 6 years and married for over 3, it was strangely ideal shattering and such a relief to feel more comfortable broaching this with him. Since pregnancy is a less than glamorous period of time I guess the timing couldn't have been better! I know this isn't particularly fun or cute, but I'll leave it to the little human I'm growing to make up for that in later posts.
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