They don't call them pregnancy scares for nothing.
Ironically, the situation with Nate sounds very familiar to what happened with Petri. I thought he would cut and run when I found out I was pregnant with Lew, and I'd even thought up and escape hatch for him if he didn't want anything to do with it. But he went, "I'm not going anywhere-- I'm going to be a dad." And in all fairness, he stood by that.
Another thing: on the three months (just for reference here): when I was pregnant with Lew, I freaked out about the same thing-- only it was a matter of weeks. But I was told at the birth centre by a midwife that the body is pretty good at looking after an embryo in those first three months and protecting it from the toxins Mum might be ingesting. (I was a smoker, I drank a lot, and played with other dubious substances.)
One thing I found-- whenever I've been pregnant-- the first thing that's "off" for me is that cigarettes taste really nasty, and booze makes me insanely tired. I think it's my body's way of saying "ease up on this shit," rendering something I'd normally enjoy in great quantities utterly repugnant.
I'm so glad you're okay, though. *major hugs to the both of you*
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Date: 2009-06-17 07:57 pm (UTC)They don't call them pregnancy scares for nothing.
Ironically, the situation with Nate sounds very familiar to what happened with Petri. I thought he would cut and run when I found out I was pregnant with Lew, and I'd even thought up and escape hatch for him if he didn't want anything to do with it. But he went, "I'm not going anywhere-- I'm going to be a dad." And in all fairness, he stood by that.
Another thing: on the three months (just for reference here): when I was pregnant with Lew, I freaked out about the same thing-- only it was a matter of weeks. But I was told at the birth centre by a midwife that the body is pretty good at looking after an embryo in those first three months and protecting it from the toxins Mum might be ingesting. (I was a smoker, I drank a lot, and played with other dubious substances.)
One thing I found-- whenever I've been pregnant-- the first thing that's "off" for me is that cigarettes taste really nasty, and booze makes me insanely tired. I think it's my body's way of saying "ease up on this shit," rendering something I'd normally enjoy in great quantities utterly repugnant.
I'm so glad you're okay, though. *major hugs to the both of you*