Wednesday, April 07, 2010

It's story time.

That's right all of you already mommies, I want your 1st trimester horror stories. Tell about your trials, share you humiliation, connect with others like you. Please, do tell...
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  1. Phillip and KarlaApril 14, 2010 at 12:19 PM

    My pregnancy with you was fairly uneventful. It seemed pretty easy to me. So, a story from my first trimester...hmmmm. The worst part of the first trimester was keeping the morning sickness at bay. Unfortunately, for me it stayed away as long as I kept food in my stomach and everything tasted great! That set a heavy eating trend that didn't stop. People kept telling me I was eating for two and not to worry as just being pregnant burned more calories. Even so a breakfast consisting of two eggs (OK sometimes 3!), each on a piece of toast, another piece of toast for the butter and jam, five pieces of bacon, hash browns, juice, and milk was probably too much! By the time I was finished with my first trimester, I was already in maternity clothes! We won't even talk about why the cheesecake in the refrigerator always had a fork in it. :)

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  2. Phillip and KarlaApril 19, 2010 at 12:35 PM

    I am so disappointed in all the "mommies" out there that love Shannon but didn't post stories from their first trimester as Shannon requested. You should all be ashamed of yourselves! I know you all have at least one story!

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  3. PaulaApril 23, 2010 at 11:10 AM

    Okay, Karla guilted me into it :) Is that a word?

    Anyhoo (now THAT is a word!) I ate my way through the 1st trimester just like Karla did. Must be genetic. Couldn't eat just anything though. Coffee was nasty. The traditional saltines were great. I ate them smeared with butter (shades of Great Grandma Ruth). I was lucky though...just felt sick, but never actually heaved. It all went away in the 2nd trimester but for some reason I kept eating. Hmmmm. Now that I think about it, I don't remember stopping!

    The real fun begins when your precious little bundle sits on the nerves that feed your leg. That comes towards the end. You'll find yourself standing in line at the grocery store when, all of a sudden, your leg goes completely out from under you. I would have fallen down if I hadn't had a grip on the grocery cart handle. People look at you strange. Except the moms; they just smile sympathetically. Ahhh, the sweetness of sisterhood :)

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