It's 3:20 in the morning and I've been up since about 2:45, sick again. I was up at 11 and made the last post and figured I should post when I'm awake if for no other reason than to keep track. I didn't keep down what I first tried to have at 2:45 so I'm trying again with cottage cheese and fruit. I am so so exhausted and I know I'll be up again at 6, either with Grady or just on my own. Last time around I could nap. This time it's a bit more complicated.
Let's hope I can be back in bed in another 10 minutes or so and stay there.
1/2 bagel
1/2 c cottage cheese
sips of water
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Misery!
Note to any mums out there who've been through hyperemesis gravidarum once: it will happen again. Word to the wise: be prepared. Mentally. Because while the first time was rough, the second isn't any easier. I have nothing more to say about it today.
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
How many more weeks?
I'm really struggling to keep food down and I don't think I've felt 'normal' for longer than 20 minutes for at least a week. The timing of this pregnancy is somewhat convenient because I can review the last one nearly to the day and see how I was feeling. This is both good and bad, since I now see that the month of February will go by pretty much without me being productive in any way. Thank goodness I am able to have help with Grady because I would probably be showing him Elmo dvds back to back for 8 hours a day if I were alone with him.
Officially, please do not ever ever let me entertain the idea of doing this a third time. I am so glad I'm able to have children and so far the one I have is a healthy, joyful, charming and all-around #1 guy (just like his dad) but this has to be my final one. I never imagined a big brood or fielding a soccer team with my family, and I don't believe that I need to have many children to spread a certain faith or take care of the chores around the house/farm. I simply cannot imagine being this incapacitated again, with two others to care for. Grady will have a sibling. We could adopt more, but this is the end for me. ((Sorry Grandmas))
Officially, please do not ever ever let me entertain the idea of doing this a third time. I am so glad I'm able to have children and so far the one I have is a healthy, joyful, charming and all-around #1 guy (just like his dad) but this has to be my final one. I never imagined a big brood or fielding a soccer team with my family, and I don't believe that I need to have many children to spread a certain faith or take care of the chores around the house/farm. I simply cannot imagine being this incapacitated again, with two others to care for. Grady will have a sibling. We could adopt more, but this is the end for me. ((Sorry Grandmas))
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