I'll be honest, I hated week 4. It's just bad memories. I was 31 days pregnant when I took that fateful pregnancy test and it was positive... and I FREAKED. Oh sure everything turned out super skippy (obviously, it's a blog now!) but at the time I wasn't so sure. First of all, we'd been trying long enough that I sort of had it in my head that we were just "trying", that was my mode, it sounds stupid but I didn't know I'd actually BE PREGNANT. "Trying" is just something you do on evenings and weekends. Pregnancy leads to a life-altering baby, you'll never be the same! Call me crazy but it's hard to cope with life changes when you like your life as it is.
Anyway what's in Wikipedia for us this week?
Listeriosis is the reason you are not supposed to eat deli meat while you're pregnant. It's rare, but when it comes up it tends to be in soft cheese, chilled or raw meats, and unpasteurized milk. I don't know about you but I love deli meats and this was a big deal for me to give up. YES you can cook them up and kill whatever badness might be there, but who has the time? I just wanted to go to Subway on my lunch break. I still went, but by the end of my pregnancy I was really sick of meatball subs.
I was eating lunch out with some ladies from work once, all moms, and they'd all ordered something involving cold cuts so I commented about how I couldn't wait to not be pregnant so I could have a club sandwich too. They all looked at me like I was nuts. Apparently they'd all cranked out tons of kids while eating all the deli meat they wanted, none of them had ever heard it was HORRIBLY DANGEROUS. Somehow all those babies turned out just fine. It was one of those "how did we all survive?" moments, sigh.
Which brings me to my first pregnancy commandment: