I had a wonderful time at the Exponent retreat over the weekend, as always. Everyone was so kind and solicitous and truly happy for me. But the weekend in NH did clue me in on the physical realities of my new life. Even the short hop for three days totally wore me out, and I slept all of Saturday afternoon and most of Sunday morning (in plenary, when someone gently woke me up because I was snoring). Where am I going again in a couple of weeks? Malaysia?
One of the preggy books I've been reading called pregnancy "the endless no" - all the things that I can't do or eat anymore. I've never been particularly athletic or in tune with my body, but I now find myself trying to simultaneously fight and accommodate my body's whims. On one hand, I'm so overwhelmed by the all the additional stuff we need to take care of, on top of the usual stuff. On the other hand, I've been slammed by fatigue. More fatigue than I've ever felt. Not the deserved fatigue of a good workout, or the temporary fatigue of jet lag. I just feel like curling up and staying in bed all the time. Otherwise I'm in a fog. I've been taking naps in the lactation room at work and leaving early to fall asleep at 7pm pretty much every night. MoBob has been great about housework and everything else. I just wish the famed second trimester energy burst would hurry up and arrive. As I keep telling myself: at least I'm not nauseous.
Early pregnancy does equal fatigue - for me, at least. That's how I've known I'm pregnant (after the first time, anyway). When it's 7:00pm and it feels like midnight or worse, yeah. It's just hard those first few months. It gets better though, I promise, until about the last month where if you over do it, you really pay for it the next day. My advice? Try to listen to your body. This won't last forever, so give it the sleep it needs!
And congratulations to you and the husband (again)!
The constant fatigue is how I figured out that I was pregnant. Get as much as rest as you can, it's just your body's way of telling you that. It does get better.
Also, (TOUGH WOOD!!) you are so, so lucky that you don't have any nausea. I threw up everything, including water till the 8th month. It was miserable.