I’m so excited to tell you the big news, actually the biggest news I’ve ever shared on the blog;
- We're having a baby!
Our new little family member will join us in the beginning of next year and we are so, so happy. This is the most amazing thing that has ever happened and it’s of course super difficult to express this happiness in words. Since I started to feel the kicks in my belly it has become a little more real, but it’s still unbelievable that we’ll become parents in just a few months. It’s just…wow.
Seeing the little human moving in my belly on the ultrasound scan was such an amazing experience — to see the tiny fingers, the arms waving, the feet, and the legs kicking. The tiny heart beating so fast. It was amazing and a moment I will carry with me deep in my heart forever. Now I feel the kicks every day, almost all the time (it’s a wild one in there) and that is even more wonderful. Like I said, this happiness is impossible to express in words. It’s so weird to write this, I don’t even know what to write. It’s just pure happiness <3
But, I’ve had my share of pregnancy symptoms, believe me. Being pregnant isn’t all pink clouds and happy dancing. At least not for me. I’m talking about the first 10-11 weeks. Being high on pregnancy hormones is tough, both physically and mentally. The first weeks were like a rollercoaster. I suffered from nausea day and night and couldn’t eat anything but bread, pasta, popsicles and soy yogurt with blueberries. To be able to eat anything at all, I had do lie down on the sofa, and K had to put wet towels on my forehead.
For a true foodie and food blogger, this was weird, to say the least. I had some real trouble accepting it at the beginning, but I got used to it. And honestly, there’s nothing you can do about it. I had to focus a 100% on not throwing up (with various success), and I could barely use the computer at all, because it made me feel so nauseous. Thankfully, it was just a phase and a few weeks later it went away, just like that.
Besides being nauseous all the time, my sense of smelling developed like crazy during the first 7 weeks. I had some serious trouble, since a lot of foods all of a sudden smelled like s*hit and made me wanna puke even more. I couldn’t go grocery shopping because all the food, and to be honest also all the people, smelled like the sewers to me. It was awful. I also remember a funny thing - K prepared some iceberg lettuce in the kitchen, and I could smell it from where I was sitting in the living room (like 10-15 meters away + 2 thick walls between us). And iceberg lettuce doesn’t even smell!
I couldn’t stand the look or smell of canned beans, spinach (I have always LOVED spinach), tomatoes, broccoli - basically any greens at all. Fruit and berries was ok, but that was it. It was so weird to be like this, the total opposite of my ”normal” self. But I decided to be kind and not force myself into eating anything that I didn’t want to. I tried to eat as healthy as possible, but for a while, Fanta was all I could drink (and keep), and that had to be ok. I knew it was just a phase and I had to listen to my body. I knew I would have time to catch up and come back to my healthy eating habits later on (which happened around week 13). I still have some serious trouble with canned beans, but bean burgers/patties/falafels , etc., works fine. You learn what works and what doesn’t and all you can do is accept it and do as your body says. After all, your body carries a tiny human and it would be rather weird if nothing changed, right?
It still feels a bit surreal that this is happening. Seeing myself in the mirror is weird, I still haven’t got used to the fact that I have a little baby bump. And sometimes I almost panic - I don’t know how to be a mother, how will I be able to keep the baby alive? But seriously, who knows anything about being a parent before becoming one? We will figure things out, and it feels absolutely amazing to have the best man in the world standing by my side. I’m so truly happy that he’ll be the father to my kids that my heart almost explodes, I know he’ll be the best dad in the entire world. He’s my rock, my everything, and I can’t wait to meet this little mini version of us.