I didn’t know I was pregnant up until around 7 weeks. The first initial inkling I got was when I felt nausea’s one morning for no real apparent reason and again the day after while sitting at Alistair’s office. The other was the fact that my boobs were super sore and sensitive, usually this was normal just before my monthly friend came to visit but it was way more pronounced! I also skipped a period the month before but didn’t think anything of it as it has happened before when training hard – which I was! I phoned my sister (as she was currently 4 months pregnant at the time) and I told her how I was feeling and she suggested we just check. She went with me to buy a home test kit; I was feeling pretty nervous but glad I had my sister at my side. Ane’ naturally wanted me to be pregnant too as it’s not often siblings are pregnant at the same time – it was a happy thought one I couldn’t help thinking about too.
I took the test first thing the next morning as instructed and it didn’t even take a second to show two little red stripes. Wow, what a moment, I was possibly pregnant – I did stare at the stick for a few seconds, a bit unsure of how to feel – surreal, happy, freaked out, over whelmed, a WTF moment! I called my sister immediately and she was over the moon. I did not tell Alistair immediately as it was just before a big work weekend for him so I kept it to myself that weekend till after his last event which was Birschwood Half Marathon the Sunday. I went to run the Birschwood 21km myself while Al was commentating, I placed 5th and ran a time of 1:35, still feeling pretty strong, fit, happy, nervous – again a WTF moment! That same afternoon I told Al. We were possibly pregnant (I say possibly as I needed to do a blood test to confirm) but I will never forget the feeling of finding out and being able to share it with Alistair.
It was the week leading up to Ironman and Al and I were going down to support my athletes. I did an urgent blood test that my doctor took a week after I took the home test just to make sure I was indeed pregnant and it was confirmed. A baby was brewing! Al and I kept things between us for a few days before we told his parents and mine. They were ecstatic. Let’s pop some bubbly!! That’s non – alcoholic for me. The BEST moment though was seeing my little baby for the first time at 9 weeks when I went for my first scan. I could hear the heartbeat! The baby, boy or girl, won my heart there and then and it was from that moment that all doubt and fear just fell away and there was nothing I wanted more than this baby. What a feeling! It brought tears to my eyes!
It’s funny, the moment I found out I was pregnant it’s like my body went through an immediate change. I had my first SERIOUS craving that weekend at Birschwood, a PIE! It was all I could think about and it was all I wanted. Of all things and the one thing I never ate but gosh, it tasted like heaven to me! I was lucky to not suffer to badly with morning sickness, I did not throw up in the first trimester, I had occasional nausea spells but managed to control this if I ate immediately upon waking up. I kept snacks close to my bed. Training also helped, I always felt good after training. I was more tired and had less energy, I was also more grouchy! I also had serious food aversions. I could not look at a piece of chicken, steak, salads or veggies, food that I usually loved! All that I wanted was bread or carbs – give me a burger and fries and I was the happiest women in the world. This went on for a few weeks. I couldn’t believe I was eating peanut butter sammies and burgers instead of the usual chicken salad. I didn’t feel super energized and my lower abdominal area had pains because of my body making space for the uterus, it felt like constant period pains, just a little more intense. I was also quite moody and I had a shorter fuse, poor Alistair!
I would say the biggest challenge in the first trimester was not knowing what I could and couldn’t do, training for instance, my focus had to change, my heart rate was higher than usual and breathing felt a bit more strained. I still managed to train in all 3 disciplines and my gynae said I could train up until when I feel I can’t especially as I am use to training a lot. She said not to worry about my heart rate, my body was used to training at high intensity as long as I didn’t push to the point of passing out so listening to my body was important. I would snack constantly as my blood sugar would drop. It is also good for the baby, so training stayed on the cards. I was just a bit more cautious. With my sudden diet change – carbs, I picked up 4kgs in the first trimester while still training quite a bit! I was not showing so my bump was still hiding so those 4kgs went elsewhere! Nobody knew I was pregnant for a few weeks except our close family and a few close friends. It was a special time, one we wanted to cherish amongst us, it was also a vulnerable time. Everything in my life shifted, baby became priority one. Buying baby books instead of triathlon magazines became my thing while browsing through Babies R Us wondering if it’s going to be pink or blue!!!! Find out in my next post…the second trimester!