hop aboard the struggle bus

I swear I haven't abandoned this blog, you guys...though I've felt like abandoning everything lately.
You know, despite the occasional bout of grossness, I was doing fine up until about a week ago.
Lately, however, morning sickness and this baby are just kicking my ass three ways from Sunday.
If it's not heartburn, it's constant nausea...
and if it's neither of those, it's migraines that literally shut me down.

^^^ my happy place

Pretty much the only place I can find relief right now is in water.
I take about 3-4 baths a day, which dries my skin out like no other, but I swear it's sweet relief.
Swimming has also been helping, 
but the second I get out, all my symptoms are back.

My poor husband...
he's lucky if I put on yoga pants these days.
I truly consider that "dressed up" because I'm just so dang uncomfortable.
I've also found that I have these weird phantom pains at night that make me literally whimper if he touches me.

I have  my first OB appointment on Monday, 
and I'm really looking forward to finding out what drugs I can take. 
Yes. That is really what I'm most excited about right now, and I'm not ashamed. 

In other news, after four months on the wait list, my ipsy subscription finally went through.
I'm looking forward to seeing all these beauty products I'll have no desire to use for a while.
I know this baby is a miracle,
but right now, I wish this miracle would just be a little nicer to its momma.

baby vs. parasite

I spoke to soon the other day about baby allowing me to eat brunch.
I swear that baby Moore has it out for me these days because since Easter,
my life has been constant, non-stop nausea from morning till night.
I've read all the research, and I know it all says I need to eat consistent, frequent meals.
However, that means consistent, frequent sickness.

I've stopped my prenatal vitamin due to some recommendations,
and instead I'm just taking folic acid to see if that helps...thus far, it hasn't.
I've stopped wearing perfume, and I've avoided everywhere that might have fried food.
Thus far, that hasn't helped either.

The only thing that's worked for the short term thus far is boiled ginger with a squeeze of honey and lemon.

^^^ image via 

One of my best friends also swore by smelling rubbing alcohol
since it's devoid of perfumes and heavy scents,
and it oddly helped, but it hurt my brain, and I'm not sure that's the world's best trade-off.

I told Ryan the other day that this little baby is a parasite,
mooching off my nutrients and making me sick while it does so.
He didn't appear to appreciate my logical leap though,
and I'm doing my best to embrace this process and remember that it will get better.

People say that it all turns around when you hit your second trimester - like a miracle switch.
Fun fact though, thus far, we're on a very estimated sort of due date calculator because we conceived on birth control.
We won't have a more accurate timeframe until my first OB appointment in May.
So, for all I know, I've got a million weeks left until my second trimester.
Yes, I'm being overdramatic because I feel like poo.

Anyway, if you lovelies have ANY sort of homeopathic remedies to try for nasuea and morning sickness,
I'm all ears - truly.
This momma-to-be is desperate for a donut...
but I just can't seem to stomach the thought of it.

8-week bumpdate

I still feel so silly posting these! I'm thankful to say that there is still nothing to see here (mostly because of my fears of weight gain), but I'm definitely excited for the second trimester in a month and the start of a little bump. If you follow me on instagram, you probably saw I had an epic meltdown the other day. I felt like absolute crap, and I just couldn't rally. I'm working hard to become more accepting of this process because it's happening, whether I think I'm ready for it or not! 

How far along: 8 weeks

Gender: We're not finding out!

Weight gain: -3 lbs...I've been holding steady at just under my pre-pregnancy weight, though it varies based on how sick I've been on any given day. Working out consistently is keeping bloat under  control, too.

Maternity clothes: Nope, but I must say that my tight clothes are exceptionally uncomfortable these days, mostly because everything is just uncomfortable. 

Stretch marks: No

Belly button in or out: In

Sleep: Sleeping is actually getting better. I've been sleeping like a rock, though I'm still getting up 3 to 4 times a night to pee. This baby has a sense of  humor. 

Best moment this week: Yesterday, the baby cooperated and let me savor Easter brunch at the Bisbee Breakfast Club. It was delicious (and not at all nutritious), and I didn't get nauseous! Today, however, I'm paying the price. 

Miss anything: I think the only thing I miss is the luxury of just being able to have a drink with my husband. I've been dealing with a lot of emotions about all these changes, and we used to just go and have a beer or glass of wine with friends to unwind...not so much anymore. 

Movement: Nope. I think I'll be happy when it's movement instead of gas though haha 

Cravings: I'm still craving chocolate milk on and off like there's no tomorrow. Then I had a day where all I wanted was chocolate milk with limes, which is absolutely disgusting, but it tasted amazing at the time. 

Food aversions: Cantaloupe and pineapple. It's so weird, but I got a fruit plate at breakfast yesterday morning, and I almost vomited when I tasted both. I remember feeling sick with them on our cruise, but then again, I also thought I had norovirus. 

Looking forward to: Still looking forward to the first OB appointment in 2 weeks. I think that might be the first time this actually sinks in. 

the power of the juice

with all the insane bodily (and hormonal) changes going on right now,
eating is more often than not just the last thing on my mind - even though I know baby needs eats.
So, Ryan and I have been working hard to get a punch of nutrients whenever and wherever we can.
I seem to be alternating between one really good day and one totally nauseous day,
so we've been sticking to juicing and smoothies on the not-so-good days.

That is a power-packed cup of juice that contains no more than about 70 calories,
but it has so many nutrients in it that even when I'm queasy, I can keep it down.
You might remember that Ryan and I used to juice fast,
and although I'm not fasting anymore, I've been working hard to incorporate this into my routine.
For this green juice, we used:

1 head of curly green kale
1 cup of parsley 
1 cucumber
4 stalks of celery
1 inch of ginger
2 green apples

The ginger and the apple give it a sweetness that masks the earthier flavors,
but they manage to keep the sugar content down.
One think we've learned about juicing is that the more fruit you use, 
the less overall healthy it will be for you.

Other than juicing, I'm sticking to about 5 small meals a day, so long as my stomach can handle them.
Between juicing, smoothies and toast, I seem to have enough energy to run and work out,
which is really my plan for now,
and I've been pounding water like there is no tomorrow - if only to flush my system.

In terms of cravings, baby Moore is weird.
The other day I had the most insane and insatiable craving for chocolate milk...with limes.
Yes, my friends. 
This baby wanted full fat chocolate milk with limes in it.
It should have been disgusting, but it was like heaven in a cup.

So, to spare you guys future nausea, 
I'll refrain from sharing those disgusting bits, and instead just share the delicious juices...
because they're awesome!

pregnancy and body image

This is probably one of the hardest posts I have ever written, and I kind of have mixed feelings about posting it because I feel pretty darn conflicted. Despite the fact that this pregnancy was a huge surprise and that we're very excited for it, I have to say that my body image issues have been amped up tenfold. I might not look like the definition of overweight, but I have a lot of muscle, and I am not "thin" in terms of weight. The concept of gaining 20+ pounds to deliver a healthy baby terrifies me.

While I was crossfitting, I gained about 18 lbs of muscle and excess body weight, which it took me nearly a year to shed through running, reducing one-rep max lifts and really putting in more HIIT workouts. I didn't reach my goal weight this year. I'd hoped to lose another 15 lbs to get to a comfortable weight in 2014 before we considered having children. Obviously, however, that didn't happen.

^^^ not my belly. image via.

I've been working really hard to have a more positive mindset about the weight gain, and Ryan's been helping me as much as he can, as well. I know that this weight gain is temporary, and it's necessary to have a healthy, happy baby. I know that I have a say in how much I gain, and that the longer I stay active, the healthier I'll be. I know that I'm doing this for two people now...not just me.

So, I've been working out 6 days a week, but I've been switching things up, too, which I've noticed is helping me both mentally and physically. My workouts generally consist of the following now:

Monday - Long, slow, 2-3 mile run/jog, plus one hour of yoga in the evening.
Tuesday - P90X ab ripper, plus 30 minutes of intervals on the elliptical.
Wednesday - 15 minutes of stationary bike, 15 minutes of light treadmill running, one hour of yoga.
Thursday - Long, slow, 2-3 mile run/jog.
Friday - 1.5 hour swim (generally about 3-4,000 meters).
Saturday - 2 miles on the treadmill - 1 running, 1 of intervals - plus, HIIT circuit with light weights.

I know it might look like a lot, but thus far, it hasn't been too bad. I'm adjusting wherever necessary, and I'm listening to my body's limits so I don't push too hard. I've noticed that it's kept excess water weight at bay for now, and I can feel my body fat dropping even though my weight is staying the same for now.

In terms of eating, I've done a lot of research, and I'm firmly sticking to the idea that women do not need to eat for two. In fact, women don't really need to eat more in their first trimester. When the bulk of development occurs in the second and third trimester, I will add the recommended 200-300 calories to my diet. For now though - I'm conscious of what I eat without adding calories or going insane.

This seems like such a self-involved post, but I swear that changing my mindset to putting the baby above all else has been one of the hardest things in the world to do. I'll definitely be posting some of my workouts here, as well as making this a positive place for body image all around because I think that we, as a society, need to stop putting all the emphasis and value solely upon weight. 

7-week bumpdate

I've seriously debated doing this post because, well, I feel like an idiot showing absolutely nothing. Seriously, folks, there is nothing to see here (yet). The lovely Ashley convinced me that I'll want to look back at this milestone and remember where I started though, and she's right. Also, hell, this blog is mine! So, without further ado...my very first bumpdate...even though there's no bump in sight :)

How far along: 7 weeks

Gender: We're not finding out!

Weight gain: -3 lbs - I've consistently lost weight since finding out and being a bit sick. I'll take it while it lasts, I guess.

Maternity clothes: Nope.

Stretch marks: No

Belly button in or out: In

Sleep: Ugh. Sleeping is a thing of the past, and I thought this was supposed to only be in the third trimester. Baby has me feeling like I have to pee at least 4 times a night, and if I'm not in the bathroom, I'm just restless. My fitbit seems to concur, as last night I had 76 restless minutes.

Best moment this week: Tricare finally sent through my referral for my OB. We literally dropped my health insurance 3 days before we found out. Yeahhh we're regretting that. Fort Huachuca is the only Army post down here that doesn't have a maternity and OB ward on post. So, we're shuttled off post to the Sierra Vista hospital, which is great, but it also means waiting for a referral, which could take 4-6 weeks...and it only took 2! 

Miss anything: I would have given anything for a margarita this past weekend. With spring and summer kicking into gear, I miss being able to run 4+ miles without being completely winded. 

Movement: Nope. That's not for a good long while, but I can't wait!

Cravings: The only thing I've craved consistently, really, is chocolate milk. I have momentary cravings for quacamole, but they pass by the time I cut an avocado, and then I'm queasy again. Mostly, I just have food aversion right now. 

Looking forward to: My first OB appointment. Frankly, since finding it, I've had a hard time believing that this is actually real. I'm not sure it will feel real until I'm at the OB and they're reinforcing the fact that it is real.

a weekend at the air show

Since discovering we have a little nugget on the way,
Ryan and I have been making a point of going out and exploring all that Arizona has to offer while we can.
It's something we'd planned when we were dating anyway - explore the areas in which we live -
but it's so easy to forget that and fall into a lazy routine.
So, instead, we packed our sunscreen and headed up to Davis Monthan Air Force Base for the show this weekend.

It was hot as balls this weekend up in Tucson,
but we decided to brave the heat anyway, and we headed up with a couple friends of ours
since the Thunderbirds were slated to perform at 2 PM.
Side note - when they say 2PM, they mean 2:45 PM because they haven't even done their pre-flight stuff 
before the Transformers music starts playing to get everybody pumped up.

Regardless of that though, we spent our afternoon
witnessing some pretty incredible aerobatics, and Ryan spent his afternoon wishing he'd joined the Air Force.
(Although he's really proud to be a pilot for the Army instead!)

I'm sad to say the only real picture I have from the Thunderbirds performance is on my instagram
because I gave up on using the DSLR by the time they started flying.

I finally started to realize yesterday that being pregnant means I don't have all the energy I used to.
Because of the heat, early rising, no nap and a general lack of hydration,
I am paying the price of our fun yesterday,
and I'm feeling like butt today. 
So, I'm going to spend my day in my pajamas, reading blogs and generally being lazy.

they promised me a pregnancy glow

I'm crossing my fingers and toes because besides heartburn & cramps,
morning sickness really hasn't kicked my butt too hard yet (though I might regret saying this later.
I've been working hard to get in the gym every single day that I emotionally can
because I've made a lot of health and fitness progress this year that I don't want to lose.

I've learned that pregnancy isn't all glows and beautiful baby bumps though,
and I'm a big fan of being one hundred percent honest here on the blog,
so bear with me while I reveal some of the not-so-pretty truths about pregnancy, too.

^^^ images via 

Mood swings are par for the course.
Yesterday, I was having a bad hair day, which quickly escalated into a full-scale meltdown
in which I became convinced that Ryan would leave me after I got "fat and ugly."
Bless him, he held his laughter in until after he left the room.

Flatulence is an everyday occurrence.
It's disgusting, my friends, but it's a truth worth sharing.
Growing a human has made me into a farting machine,
and though I blame it on our baby, which we call "the ficus,"
there's really no hiding the fact that it's just not a pretty side effect.

Exhaustion is always lurking around the corner - everywhere I go.
It doesn't matter if I have 8, 10 or 12 hours of sleep, it never seems to be enough.
Our little ficus has disrupted my sleeping habits and makes me wake up 4+ times a night to pee,
plus apparently 2 AM is an appropriate time to be wide awake.

But, there are some wonderful things about pregnancy, too, I promise!
I swear to you that my skin has never looked better.
My nails are strong and pretty (ready for a spa day this weekend,)
My appetite has diminished, which means I pay less for groceries for Ryan and I.
Annnndddd many naps = many cuddles with my crazy kitties:

^^^ this is a weekly thing, my friends. he gets a frappe...she drinks the frappe with him

We decided to start documenting the bump, or lack thereof, next week,
though I'm not sure if I'll share right away because, let's be honest...there's nothing to share yet.
Except the bloat...and gas...which I won't share :)
You're welcome!

going with the flow

First off, thank you all so much for your sweet words on Ryan and my big announcement. It's been a crazy week so far, to say the least, and we're only just getting used to the idea that we're going to be parents in the same year we got married. It's madness...madness, I say! I was pretty overwhelmed on Sunday before we even had the blood test, and I felt panicked - like this was the end of my life. I prayed and felt this amazing sense of calm wash over me because Ryan and I are ready, as much as we might think we aren't. 

Furthermore, I know so many people who would give anything to have this miracle so I know that we are blessed beyond measure, and I have absolutely no reason to whine or complain. I do plan to document this pregnancy on the blog, but I promise it won't be all I talk about...though I must admit this post is all about it. So, without further ado, here's a list of things you can expect to hear about throughout the next 8+ months.

1. Never before in my life have I experienced heartburn. I thought it was a myth. Baby Moore would like you all to know that it is not a myth, and it will last forever.

2. Ryan and I have decided not to learn the sex of the baby because I decided that if I have to grow a human, there better be a surprise at the end.

3. Pregnancy for me = never ending period-style cramps...even through my back.

4. Not everybody is always hungry. Baby Moore has made it so that food is the enemy, and I have no appetite whatsoever. On the plus side, I've lost 11 lbs.

5. Baby Moore is currently the size of a freaking chia seed and yet somehow makes my boobs feel as though they've undergone torsion for multiple hours at a time.

6. This baby is due a grand total of about 3 weeks before we PCS to our next duty station, which means we might have to extend a month here in Arizona.

7. I have no idea where or how to start getting ready for a baby.

8. I am most excited to buy this baby a jogging stroller because, thus far, it's interfering with my running plans due to the aforementioned heartburn and cramps.

9. This miss is aiming for a completely natural birth. Ask me again in 8 months whether this is still the case.

10. We are ridiculously, undeniably, overwhelmingly blessed to be given a baby by our Heavenly Father to raise as our own. Despite all my fears and complaints, I can't deny that.

(As a footnote, I was estimated at just six weeks yesterday. I hadn't planned to spill the beans publicly for a while, but my darling husband was so excited that he posted this on Facebook, so there was no reason to hide it anymore:)

the best made plans

It seems like the minute we decide to make our plans and think that we're in control of our lives,
God throws us a curveball to remind us that He is actually the one running the show.

Remember how Ryan and I said we wanted to wait for kids?
Remember how we adamantly stated that despite our excitement, we wanted to travel for the year
and just enjoy this time being newlyweds together?
Apparently the man upstairs had different plans in mind for us...

This was in no way planned on either of our parts.
I've been on the pill religiously - never missed a day, and I was never late.
And yet, here we are...

The funny thing is that since we just got back from our cruise,
we were pretty sure I had norovirus because food has been the last thing on my mind lately.
After a week of that, plus my lady time being late (which it never is), we decided to test, and it said yes.
We had a blood test yesterday that confirmed it, 
so here we are...newlyweds...with a baby on the way.

Guys, we're excited. We really are...I promise.
That said, however, I'm still a little in shock, and having to give up margaritas and coffee cold turkey
has been less than a treat.
I'm not that far along, but I have my first real appointment today to set up with an OB.
Seriously...talk about a wakeup call!

So far, I've lost 11 pounds, I still hate the idea of food, and I'm absolutely exhausted all the time.
The nurses yesterday told me it will get worse before it gets better.
I didn't even know what to say to that.

So, yeah...baby Moore is on the way...
and he/she is due just a few weeks before we PCS, of course.

corona with extra lime in puerto vallarta

Our third and final cruise stop was in Puerto Vallarta on Thursday. 
This turned out to actually be our favorite of all three ports, even though I don't have a million pics to prove it.
While in Puerto Vallarta, we signed up to do the dolphin swim experience...
because who doesn't want to swim with dolphins?!
The tour, offered by Vallarta Adventures, promised 30 minutes of "swimming with the dolphins."

So, assuming we'd be swimming with the dolphins,
we brought our goggles, our underwater camera and left the DSLR on the ship.
Truth be told, we "swam" with the dolphins for about 30 seconds and stood on a platform giving them kisses
the rest of the time.
Was it awesome to be close to the dolphin named Gandalf? Yes.
Was it worth the $129 we paid per person? Hell no.

We didn't have more than about 7 hours on the shore,
and since the tour, plus the drive there took up about half of that, 
we decided to head back to the port area, explore, have some cheap Mexican beer and enjoy the sun.

^^^ a bucket of 5 beers for $12, plus bottomless chips and salsa? yes, please!

While we slowly but surely absorbed lots of the sun (and alcohol)
because Corona and lime totally tastes a million times better in Mexico,
I stumbled across a man with a baby donkey.
Yes. A freaking adorable, fluffy, sweet baby donkey, which I obviously had to pet.
And thus, this moment was made:

Oh yeah, and holding the donkey? 
It was only $1 as opposed to the $5 to hold the iguana.

Guys, Puerto Vallarta was so friendly, so clean and so fun.
Ryan and I have actually been looking at doing another vacation there later this year,
simply because we enjoyed the city and the people so much,
and it looks like there are a ton of things to explore...plus places to go swimming.

There's something to be said about a city that understands tourism is one of its biggest sources of revenue.
I think that Mazatlán was too rocky politically to fully comprehend that, and Cabo was definitely more of a party city.
Puerto Vallart though...they were awesome, and you'd better believe we'll be back!

I'll be recapping our time on our ship tomorrow,
as well as sharing one of the amazing salsa recipes we learned this weekend :)

ziplining in mazatlán

On Wednesday, we stopped at our second port in Mazatlán, Mexico.
To be entirely honest, from the start, we were pretty wary of why the cruise actually stopped there.
While it's a great city, it's also recently played host to some of the biggest drug lords in the country,
and there was a massive bust of a kingpin not too long ago.
Regardless, we knew we wanted to explore, so we decided to go ziplining outside the city.

After getting ashore, Ryan and I took a bus 45 minutes outside the city center, 
which was pretty rough in some areas - great only right by the ocean,
and we ended up at Huana Coa Canopy Adventure.

Neither Ryan nor I had ever been ziplining before, and I was pretty nervous about being hundreds of feet in the air.
The tour guides and the employess of Huana Coa were amazing though,
and I felt pretty much at ease after just one platform.

We went during the dry season in Mazatlán, so it was pretty brown and much like fall here,
but apparently it becomes an almost rainforest around June-September.
Regardless of the foliage though (or lack thereof),
we had some pretty spectacular mountain views while in the air between each of the 12 platforms,
and though the tour lasted over 2 hours, it went by so fast.

After the ziplines, we were bused over to the adjacent tequila factory,
which has been in business for hundreds of years - no exaggeration - harvesting and transforming blue agave.
Before anything else, we got to tour the old (and the new) facility and see how the tequila is made.

^^^ the factory and the deep in-ground ovens, which soften the agave roots & husks

Now, as an aside, our tour was supposed to provide us lunch because it was 4.5 hours long.
However, something got lost in translation, and lunch never showed, so they had a bunch of cranky Americans on their hands.
The lovely tour guides compensated by offering us free unlimited shots of tequila made there in the factory.
So, being the smart people that we are, we took advantage of it...
and each had four shots on empty stomachs.

And then we braved the rough 45 minute trip back to the port where our ship was.

I wish I had better quality photos of Mazatlán, but because of the zipline, I couldn't bring the good camera.
I stuck to the iPhone photos instead, which felt safer anyway.
Here's the thing...Mazatlán isn't bad. It really isn't.
It just wasn't as tourist-friendly as we'd experienced in Cabo, so it was more of real Mexico.

Our ship left shortly after we arrived back at the port,
and though we had a lot of fun doing the zipline adventure, we were glad to leave Mazatlán at the end of the day...and to eat.
I'd love to go back some day with food and explore it better because I bet there is some rich history there.

the sun, sand & sea of cabo san lucas

Cabo San Lucas was our first port of call on our Mexican Riviera cruise,
and it was a great way to kick off Ryan's and my first real trip to Mexico.
(I say "real" because I've been to Mexico before, but it was for hell week in college swimming.)
Since this was Ryan's first cruise, we decided to do a few shore excursions to get a taste of Mexican flair.

While in Cabo, he requested we do the Salsa & Salsa experience.
Basically, we took three hours at a gourmet restaurant, learned how to make 6 classic salsas,
and then we attempted to learn to Salsa dance.
It really was an attempt, my friends, because what we didn't know is that there were 
margaritas...bottomless, mind you, throughout the day. 

^^^ we apologize both for this ridiculous shot and the quality of it...we didn't know it was being taken haha

After all of the debauchery, we still had a few hours before we needed to be back on the ship,
so we figured we should take the chance to check out the sights and go to the beach.
Cabo was so colorful and alive - mostly because it was in full spring break swing,
but we really enjoyed the spring colors, the happy people and the great sights.

To get to the beach, visitors either have to go by taxi on land or by water taxi.
We decided on the water taxi because it was a great deal ($10 for the both of us, roundtrip),
and he would come back for us at a specified time. 
He asked if which beach we wanted to go to, and we told him anywhere but Medano
because all the little college spring breakers were partying hardcore there...and we're too old.

He took us out to see Los Arcos (the arches) instead,
and then he took us to the locals beach, which was absolutely stunning, quiet and so relaxing.

^^^ this was actually taken from the ship on the way into port

Because Cabo's port is so small,
the ships tender out at sea, and we take the lifeboats to shore, 
so we had a great view of both our ship and the Holland America ship that was following the same itinerary.

The water was warm, but because it was late March, it wasn't unbearably so, 
and I'll admit I was thankful for that because of some undesired sunburn that I might have gotten on the ship
our first day...Ryan was displeased.
Anyway, he sat in the shade to protect his fair ginger skin while I soaked up the rays
until a local approached us and asked us to hold her iguana. 

Oh yeah...holding the iguana cost us $5...which we found out after we held the iguana.
Yes. We were those tourists.

Honestly though, Cabo was beautiful. 
We wished we'd had a little longer to explore the city and the other beaches, 
but we were so happy to eve have the day there. 
Trust me - if you ever have a chance to visit Cabo, do it.
I have a zillion more pictures, but I'll save you from the overload and leave you with these favorites of ours.

Tomorrow I'll be recapping our stop in Mazatlan.
It was about a complete 180 degree turn from Cabo, but we're still so glad we went,
and we definitely had a ton of fun!