I'm sure at some point I will. I mean I can't stay nauseous forever right? Sometimes I wish I could just get all my meals through an IV because chewing, swallowing, and digesting food is just so dang hard! This is such a strange phenomenon to me because, let's face it, I love food. I love the way food smells and tastes. I'm from the south where food equals love. When someone is born, or dies, or gets married, or just for any old reason we southerners bring food. I come from a long line of people who love food! But since the babies have taken residence in my tummy, food is a thing of the past. I literally have to force myself to sit down and take small bites of food because I know they need the nourishment. Ugggg!
Yesterday was the worst day. I was feeling ok until I let my dog outside to potty. Suddenly this huge tidal wave of nausea swept over me and I lost it right there in the grass. I'm glad none of my neighbors were around to see this little fiasco. I'm on my knees vomiting in the grass and at the same time yelling at my dog to get away from the vomit. Something about it had intrigued her. Perhaps the partially digested bagel? Sorry, gross I know. Ever since then the nausea has been even worse than it was before. Today my abs and chest muscles hurt from getting sick so many times. Oh the joys of pregnancy!
The fatigue is tough to deal with too. I didn't really notice much fatigue in my first pregnancy. Maybe with 3 the fatigue is tripled? My day pretty much consists of going to work, coming home from work, napping, eating what I can for supper, and going back to bed. I feel like a walking zombie most of the time. Sometimes I wonder if it's even safe to be on the road. It's just that bad!
I am only 2 weeks from my 2nd trimester so maybe I can look forward to some relief then. This turned out to be a real downer post. It was meant to be an update but all I did was complain. Sorry! On a happier note, I have my first visit with the perinatologist on Monday afternoon. We get to see the babies again and I should have new pics to share.
First Communion Classes: A Lesson from My Son
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Bless your heart! Hang in there Darlin'! This is Sherry (aka Shy) from your Mom's choir. We will all be praying and looking forward to meeting all three of your sweet babies!
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