Fourteen Weeks in Florida

by Jen on October 6, 2012

Hi guys!

Guess what?!?!?

Still pregnant!

Still bleeding (mildly now), but still pregnant!

I’ll take it!

As I sit, I am 14 weeks, 6 days, and some odd hours pregnant.  But who’s counting???

I can still button my pants.  However, sitting makes me feel like I’m cutting off circulation to my lower extremities, so I’m opting for wearing a belly band on the regular.  So comfy, this pregnancy business.  I have spent a lifetime looking for an excuse to wear elastic waisted pants, so I feel I’ve won the lottery.  Twice.

My appetite went from nil in the first trimester to turning on overnight.  I’m hungry pretty much ALLLLLLLL the time, yet I’m still a little nauseous and apathetic about food.  It’s a conundrum to feel like I must consume food by the buckets, all the while kind of wanting to barf at the thought.  I have only one constant, and that is the rabid need for a giant glass of chocolate milk first thing in the morning.  I also have a pretty steady craving for salami and hot dogs.  Gross, right?  I can’t eat salami and probably shouldn’t eat hot dogs, so I’m fighting those cravings on a weekly basis.

Now that I’ve entered the second trimester (holy shit, that sounds so cool!) I’m trying REALLY hard to train myself to sleep on my side (this helps blood flow to the baby, they say).  I’m a hard core back sleeper, so this has proven to be a challenge.  In the middle of the night, George will often sleepily whisper things like, “Hit your side, Jebbee.”  He’s on top of things.  It’s Tenacious D-style  teamwork, really.

Last weekend, we flew to Tampa.  We have a ton of friends who live there and a ton of others within driving distance.  Florida State happened to be playing the University of South Florida, so it worked out that most of our friends congregated to the area and allowed us the opportunity to spend time with a bunch of them.  I was nervous to go.  All the bleeding and all the cramping and all the stressing made home seem like the only logical place to be, but we talked to our doctor twice, and he assured us that flying posed no potential risk on the pregnancy or hematoma.  In fact, he said the break from our routine would probably be good for all of us.  So, we went.  We had fun, we stayed up late, George drank too much, I played with our friends’ babies, and best of all, I came back to New York feeling a little more relaxed about my bleeding.

The power of friendship is impressive.

George’s group of friends, who have, as it goes, turned into my group of friends, have been his friends for nearly all his life.  I think the longevity of his friendships actually expedited our falling in love.  I found assurances in the fact that he’d managed and prioritized a lifetime of loyalty and commitment to them, so my faith in his ability to manage and prioritize a lifetime of loyalty and commitment to me strengthened far quicker than I think it would have otherwise.

In addition, his friends, both male and female, married or partnered well, bringing extra friends to the group that have felt like they were meant to be there all along.

I came into our relationship with a relatively small group of friends.  I have a quality over quantity scenario, I suppose.  My friendships are long lasting, intensely intimate, and loyal to the core- I just don’t have a ton of them (maybe because I’m lazy???).  So, experiencing George’s relationships has always been special to me.

The weekend was a blast.  Our friends delivered as always (even Kester who predictably gave us a reason to tease him, and Giraffe who talked smack on the killer party I threw for him before he tied the knot).  Ass.  (See Giraffe, I told you I’d blog about you!)  I got to spend an evening with Shayna, who by simply touching my stomach infused her brilliance and grace right into my fetus.  And, my MIL visited and got to catch a glimpse of the damage her next grandchild is causing to my bangin’ ass body.  Hehehe.  Her enthusiasm makes reproducing even that much cooler.

So, the trip was therapeutic.  And makes me wanna go back.

We are back in New York and back to the grind.  I’m slowly taking off my training wheels and am gaining confidence in the fact that walking isn’t going to cause me to miscarry.

We have an anatomy scan scheduled for this coming Monday.  I can’t wait for a little a window to the womb action.  I am nosy.  I wanna know what’s going on in there.  If we get SUUUUPER lucky, we might catch a glimpse of Bodhi’s “business”.  Being pregnant gets more “real” every day, but learning the gender of our baby seems like such a cherry on top.  My fingers are crossed, but my hopes aren’t too high.  (Okay, I’m lying.)  Can you imagine the burden of my poor George?  His greatest struggle in life might be keeping me grounded.

I’m pretty sure it’s a battle he’ll never win.

And now I leave you with a few photos of the newest member to our group of friends.  Introducing Liam Hurley and Jacob Shawhan!  I can’t wait until they can pick on Bodhi.  🙂


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{ 7 comments… read them below or add one }

1 mamamash October 6, 2012 at 9:12 am

It's a great bonus when your friends have babies the same age as yours! Still way jealous that you get a peek at the junk soon.


2 Jen Has A Pen October 6, 2012 at 9:32 am

I know! I'm really excited about it. I hope my nephew isn't too old and too cool for our kid. 🙂


3 Alison October 6, 2012 at 9:39 am

SECOND TRIMESTER, yay! So happy for you. And excited for Monday, woohoo!


4 Renee October 6, 2012 at 7:49 pm

Easton is going to love his little cousin. We can’t wait to find out what you are having and can’t wait for bodhi to bless us with her presence.


5 Kimberly October 7, 2012 at 2:45 pm need the belly band. It changed my life. I didn't pop out until I was 5 months ish. But those bands saved me from buying extra clothes and they were perfect for postpartum. You should look on ebay. I got a major deal.
I'm so excited for you friend.


6 karenbonar October 8, 2012 at 11:44 am

Chocolate milk makes SENSE! I had at LEAST a cup of hot chocolate every day during the 2nd trimester. I could NEVER feel full. Everyone was all 'eat protein' and I was ALWAYS hungry. Hot Chocolate made my belly feel FULL. For at least an hour. Before it wasn't. 🙂

Here's my magic recipe:


7 Runnermom-jen October 8, 2012 at 5:17 pm

Such wonderful news, Jen!!
That littlest baby has SO much hair!!! So cute 🙂


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