So I'm Pregnant: 13 Weeks

I figured I should write about my pregnancy before it's too late and I forget... So, I'll start from the beginning!

Since we moved to L.A., Chase and I started talking about having kids. We prayed about it and felt the time was right so I got off birth control January of last year. That was also around the same time I started my job at Shopzilla and how I believe my adult acne started. We weren't actively trying to get pregnant (like checking my cycle and ovulation), but we weren't trying to stop it either. We believed if it were going to happen, it was going to happen. That didn't mean we didn't stress about it. I naively and honestly thought I'd get pregnant like that 1000 .


Six months passed, then a year. I finally went to the doctor to make sure everything was okay. (Since we've been married, we hardly went to the doctor so I really wasn't sure.) Of course, everything was. They said to try a couple more years before looking into it seriously. After that, we started keeping track and following my ovulation cycle. Several months later with lots of negative tests, I decided (for the nth time) that I was just not going to think about it and live my life stress and carefree.

A couple more months passed and I was feeling really tired and eating everything in sight. My boobs were getting bigger and sore. I had an inkling that I was pregnant, but with all the negative tests we had taken I was very doubtful. I just assumed my teenage boobs were finally filling out. But, they just got worse. And, I got more tired. After Googling my symptoms, Chase and I decided I should take a test. I took it on Sunday, June 3rd. I didn't think much of it. I was still half asleep. Then the pink line slowly started to show. Um, what? Was this right?? Chase and I just stared at it. We just...stood there looking at it. I called my mom. Chase likes to say I sounded like a teenager who just found out she was pregnant - shocked and unsure. The reason I was unsure was not even two days before we found out we were pregnant, I told Chase and myself that I'd be comfortable waiting a couple more years to have kids so I can focus on myself, whatever it was I wanted to do. On the other line, my mom and a close family friend were screaming for joy. She and my dad have been wanting this and pushing for it since we've been married. After that, we called all of Chase's family.

I am glad Chase and I had almost 5 years together. I got married when I was 19 and I was not ready to have a baby while I was a child bride. Plus, I wanted to finish school and see the world. And, I did. Both. Chase and I were so lucky to go to Korea, Hawaii, Hong Kong, Philippines, Boston, NYC...


I do believe God blessed me and Chase with this opportunity to be parents because He believed we were ready. And, this couldn't have happened at a better time. I got pregnant right when Chase was done with school. (I briefly mentioned how trying it was here.) Considering my nausea, puking, and my low tolerance for pain and discomfort, it's been so nice to have Chase home to take care of me (or at least try to - bless his heart) and to do the chores. He also figured out the whole health insurance debacle. I mean, I still haven't had a doctor's appointment and I'm almost 14 weeks pregnant! Ridic!!!! So for now, I'm grateful Chase doesn't have a job. He better have one once this baby comes though, that's for sure..

Since I found out I was pregnant, I've been sick, tired, and miserable! Just nauseous 24/7 and throwing up at least once a day. I had it really bad during our east coast trip. I was in bed the whole time at my parents' house and barely able to eat anything. I felt so bad. My mom made us so much food and I couldn't eat any of it. Let's just say Chase gained a lot of weight during our stay...

All I do these days is come home from work, eat dinner, and take a nap until Chase wakes me up. Then, I take a quick shower and go to bed. I have no energy to do anything else...even blogging! But, at the same time it is wonderful. I've been reading in my spare time and finished the two Clockwork books, Pride & Prejudice, and The Glass Castle.

I get a lot 1000 of "Are you craving anything?" And, the answer is I don't know...because even before I was pregnant I'd crave a lot of stuff.. So, I can't tell if I want something because I'm pregnant or because that is just me... I do have a lot of food aversions...like peanut butter, chili, anything Chase makes, the food at work.. Basically, if I'm not craving something, I'm nauseous and any smell, mention, visual, or sign of food will make me want to throw up. It's been great...especially living in Ktown where we're surrounded by food.

I've come to the point where I've accepted my nausea and puking. I just eat whatever I want now because my body rejects it anyway. And, instead of trying to hold my puke, I just succumb to it. It gets worse if I don't throw up for a while.. I also brush my teeth like 10x a day. Aftertaste of anything makes me sick. But, then, brushing my teeth also makes me gag and throw up. So, it's a sick cycle...literally?