Acceptance

So it is true.  I am 5.5 weeks pregnant.  Although I don't feel physically pregnant, I have already accepted the fact there's a little one growing inside me.

Was it planned?  No, not really.  However, we did stop preventing it from happening (if you know what I mean).  However, I did hope that we could start trying in Japan... rolling around on tatami mats sounds like fun.

Since pregnancy didn't even cross my mind in the last 5 weeks, I:

• had a large glass of wine.
• ate beef tataki.
• binged on sushi.
• barely took folic acid supplements.

The consulted with the doctor.  All of the above were ok.  However,

• no more wine - no problem, I don't drink often anyways.  I was just really stressed that day!
• no more extreme raw beef - I will bear with well done steak for the next eight months.
• no more sushi - sad.  Just sad.
• take folic acid supplements or maternity vitamin supplements daily - not a problem.

Additionally,

• continue to exercise.
• eat healthily.
• perform work tasks that I feel fit.

Being pregnant doesn't seem too bad.  In fact, I am forced to live a healthier lifestyle.  All the better, right?