First Trimester Review

Now that I have officially began the second trimester, aka the glory period of pregnancy, it is only appropriate that I summarize my experience of the first trimester.  Sure, there were small bouts of nausea, particularly if I was very hungry or ate too much.  I could, and still can, win any burping contest available.  And, the two - three week period of exhaustion was unlike anything I have experienced before. These symptoms, however, do not explain what the first trimester was like for me.  Instead, it can be summed up in three simple letters: PMS. 

As weird as it may seem, for the last 2 1/2 months I've felt as if I am stuck in a cycle of PMS.  You know,  the urge to eat only unhealthy foods, serious bloat that Bill has conveniently named "the pot belly", and last but definitely not least, the uncontrollable mood swings.  Normally, when people say things that I think are not thought out (aka ridiculous), I usually take a second or two to think about how I want to respond.  However, lately, before I can even gather my thoughts to respond, my face has already told it all.  It is as if my face responds with "Really?  You really just said that." 

Now, I know you guys probably think you have seen this face before, and you have.  It usually rears its short-tempered, judgemental head about once a month.  However, since my brain has focused on more important tasks (hello, we are making a baby here), my face is left to monitor itself.  It is dangerous, I tell you, just dangerous.  Let's not take a poll on how many people have seen this reaction out of me in the last 2 1/2 months.  That would only result in poking the beast. 

Here's to hoping that it stays hidden for at least a few months.  No promises regarding my behavior during the third trimester.