Okay, remember how I said I would be venting at times about pregnancy? This is one of those times...
I found out I was pregnant at the beginning of August after several days of nausea. Now, several days has turned into several weeks and that is draining! Physically, emotionally, psychologically draining to be this sick for this long with no end in sight. You see all day sickness doesn't magically end after the first trimester for me. As I learned with my first two pregnancies it lasts for months and months. It can result in bed rest, mandatory weigh ins at the doctor's office every two days, threats of IVs, and medications. I am really trying to avoid all of that this time around, but it's really hard to even maintain my weight when everything sounds disgusting and the no-warning dry heaving has me carrying around a roll of dog poop bags in my purse! This is the not so magical part of pregnancy.
I'm exhausted all day, have sciatica for who-knows what reason, feel sick pretty much non-stop, cry at everything, and may have started referring to the baby as a parasite. Okay, I get that this is all for our child and that I would do ANYTHING on the planet for my children. But, I am not too proud to admit this is hard and there are times (a lot of times lately) when I find it hard to be excited because I am too busy feeling completely miserable. Thankfully Hubby is taking very good care of me, I know a lot of women aren't as lucky as I am to be married to such a caregiver, and I am grateful for him. Tonight he even brought a mini-fridge into the bedroom so I could have Jell-o and juice cold by the bed!
Maybe if I get some sleep tomorrow will be better. Maybe my body will stop freaking out and let me have a break. A girl can dream!
