Can I just tell you how nice it is to have energy again and not spend my day lying on the couch trying not to puke. I am finally seeing the light at the end of the tunnel and not a moment too soon.
We took a little vacation to Missouri from Thursday-Sunday. I was worried about going but my m/s has eased up enough that it wasn't a problem. I met up with my mom, dad and two little sisters. We visited my dad's side of the family and did some junkin'. And best of all I got a wonderful blessing from my father. We all had a great time. Even Jody enjoyed the trip.
The bad part of going on vacation is coming home. My house was a wreck. The day before we left, I was busy doing our Pinewood Derby Pack Meeting for Cub Scouts. I managed to wash a load of towels and dishes before we left so there was a lot to be done. Today I did 5 or so loads of laundry and put stuff away. Too bad the kids drag stuff out as quick as I get it picked up.
I'm actually cooking supper tonight. This is a huge accomplishment on me part. I haven't cooked a full supper since Easter. Jody has been very understanding. It feels great to want to eat again.
Saturday, April 14, 2007
I now realize why I didn't journal for the first 14 weeks of my previous pregnancies. It was because I felt like crap. The last few weeks have been rough- much worse then I remember feeling before. My ob prescribed Zofran which has been wonderful. A word of caution: it causes constipation. Constipation and hemorrhoids make for a great combination. Needless to say, I ran to Wal-Mart today for some Colace - ugh. I'm grateful Jody has been so understanding. There have been several days where I spent the majority of the day laying on the couch. He's been helpful with the house and the kids. Yesterday I was feeling better so I started some major reorganizing of the house. Foolish me. Now I have piles of stuff that need to be sorted and put away and no energy to do it. Maybe tomorrow will be another good day. Hopefully it will.
Monday, April 2, 2007
There are times when I think I am crazy for wanting to do this again. And then I feel guilty. I'm not handling this morning sickness very well. Our couch has become my new best friend. I wake up every morning looking forward to naptime. After naptime I count down the hours until bedtime. Today I bought Seabands and B6. Desperate times call for desperate measures. I can't remember how long my morning sickness lasted with the other kids. I pulled out their pregnancy journals and I did a horrible job of writing in them. I do remember feeling awful my first trimester with Olivia. I was finishing up my last semester of college and it was rough. With Paxton I only felt bad for a couple weeks. So does that mean this baby is a girl? We shall see.