Well into the 2nd trimester

I do realize it’s Shoes-Day Tuesday and this may just be the very first time I’ve not posted about shoes on a Tuesday.  Craziness!  But I will have you know that I have two brand spankin’ new pair of shoes (pumps and a pair of boots) that I’ve purchased in the last 2 weeks, so those will be making an appearance soon.

There are more important things to share though.

I’m fat and think I’m going to die.

{Insert the photo of a drama queen anywhere you like…}

Thursday evening after flying all afternoon, my hubby and I immediately headed for our personal shopping session at Buy, Buy, Baby.  Before our appointment, the hubs needed some dinner so we hit up Chipotle, which I was most definitely not in the mood for.  I ended up getting a Burrito bowl and only eating half (if that).

Only a few minutes into our shopping experience, I experienced sharp pains on the right side of my chest.  I didn’t know if it was a muscle spasm, a heart attack, a stroke, or a panic attack.  It just hurt.  And didn’t subside. 

The pain continued for a good 30 minutes before the personal shopper mentioned that it was likely heartburn.  WHAT?  This is heartburn?  I had no clue.  It feels like death.  Seriously.  I’ve never had it my life, but thanks to Baby Boy O, I seem to now get it.  Argh. 

It went away after maybe 90 minutes or so and a few bottles of water, but sheesh, talk about major discomfort!  (Can I blame it on the Chipotle???)

Then on Sunday I walked past one of those glass buildings that are so reflective, they are like a mirror and all I could see was some huge @ss thighs.  Dios mio!  When did that happen?  I knew they were growing, but I hadn’t expected their overt presence oh so soon.

To which I concluded, I am fat.  Fat. Fat. Fat.  (Yeah, yeah, I know I’m almost 6 months preggers, but my mind is seeing a fatty…meep!).

This is what I looked like on Friday between Heartburn Hell and Thunder Thigh discovery:

Yes, yes I have been wearing this skirt and these wedges a lot.  And yes I do realize I am being way overly critical with the fat thing…so take it with a grain of salt

Let’s just go over a few things that are new in the 2nd trimester:

My body:

• If you haven’t already surmised, body is getting’ big.  Soon they’ll be calling me Notorious (bahaha…okay lame joke).  I’ll share my weight gain and some 24 week bikini pics on Friday after my Dr appt on Thursday
• The belly has officially popped!  It started to happen right around the 19-20 week mark and seems to be steadily expanding.  I can’t even try to suck it in anymore.  Bump is here to stay!
• The ta-ta’s are still growing.  How that’s possible I have no idea, but I may need to purchase yet bigger bras.  Oye.
• I have to pee.  Like all the time.  And when I have to go, I really have to go.  My hubby feared for his life on Sunday while I was on the hunt for a restroom (go figure that the women’s line was 20+ people deep).
• There has been no spotting in the 2nd trimester –> WINNING!
• My face is getting chub-by!  This is normal when I gain weight though.  So I did what any vain girl does and immediately went out for a makeover at Benefit, complete with my first eyebrow shaping (yes I am 31 years old and have never waxed my brows or had them professionally shaped / plucked).  The makeup helps!
• I can push myself a bit more when I exercise and have been incorporating more HIIT workouts – they do great for the mood (see below)
• I’m still tired, but not terribly slow and am more comfortable with about 8-8.5 hours of sleep versus the 10+ I craved in the 1st trimester
• Baby O is moving!  A LOT!  His movements are bigger, so much so that I can now see my stomach move.   This is the coolest thing in the whole world.  I just love it.  He’s very active at night right when I lay down.  Zach can feel him too!  I can even feel him turning around – it’s like a little wave that goes across my entire belly from one side to the other.

My mood:

• In a word: irritable.  I thought this might go away after the 1st tri, but no such luck.  My patience is rather short, particularly with the hubby.  He’s doing a pretty darn good job of being patient and putting up with me, but because I’ve had such an easy pregnancy has not really seen the need to help out a lot.  Despite the ease of the last 24 weeks, I still would love some extra doting and attention.
• I’m experiencing less loneliness than I did early on as well.  I think having a group of moms-to-be helps immensely!  And I’m just getting so excited about seeing everyone for my baby shower in October and birth in December.
• The most challenging thing has been a bit of depression.  Some women are prone to in pregnancy, some women already have it and pregnancy just exacerbates it.  I’m the latter.  So it’s been tough at times – tougher than I had imagined.  But I’m trying to recognize the emotions and proactively do something about them like working out, asking for some extra love, or getting a little retail shopping high   I’ve also been having one too many fat kid moments since eating brings me immediate pleasure.  I may or may not have annihilated 2 jars of PB in about 2 weeks..on my own…with no bread..just  a spoon.

Since this post is getting a wee bit long, let’s just cap it off there.

Tell me, what do you do when you’re in a funk?  Send me suggestions!

Have you had heartburn before?  Any home remedies to soothe it?