I’m serious. Food is the enemy. I can eat pretty much just fine. Oh some foods induce gagging. But most of them I can eat. But the thought of eating, the thought of cooking, the thought of walking through a grocery store is enough to turn my stomach. I have spent so much time the past few weeks gagging.
It has been a rough couple of days for me. Yesterday I was gagging almost non-stop for most of the day. Being grumpy, tired, and gagging does not improve my outlook on life or ability to care for the children. I have been able to read them books on the couch and we’ve done a good bit of singing too. I seem to be mostly ok when I’m stationary. But getting up and moving brings the nausea on in huge waves. We have gone on a few walks. I want to start my prenatal yoga up too.
I’m officially pregnant because I’ve started getting baby company propaganda in the mail. I’m sure I can thank our purchase at Motherhood Maternity for that. I don’t really like getting things from formula companies because I’m going to nurse my baby and don’t need them trying to get me to use their product. But I really actually enjoy getting the American Baby and Baby Talk magazines, and all the Fisher Price ads. I highly doubt I’ll want any of it…a high chair, car seat, and good baby carrier are good for me (though I’m debating a bouncy seat maybe? I want an Amby though so the bouncer may not be needed). But I do like looking at all the baby stuff. It makes me excited. And reminds me that all of this feeling crummy is worth it.
In a few weeks I’ll be done with the first trimester. I really can’t believe that. It seems like just yesterday I was holding my breath watching a little stick, praying to see two lines. Sometimes I still can’t believe I’m pregnant. I was thinking just last night that I can’t believe that we made a baby, that we’re going to have a little one here in a few months. It’s so exciting.
