My friend Sarah has a cute way to document her pregnancy. She answers little questions on each post about how she is feeling, excitment, etc. When I imagine filling that out for myself I imagine taking a large marker, scratching across the whole survey and then, in another marker - this one maybe red - writing, SICK!
That is how I feel. Last weekend we went camping with the youth. God bless them! I did some relaxing, some chit chatting with girls, some cooking large amounts of spaghetti and later potatoes, but overall I missed my chicken. And then, I felt sick with no way to complain about it because we aren't telling most people yet. Oh, and there was a latrine for a toilet. Huge hole. Lots of poop. Increased sensitivity to smell while pregnant. Oh, and constantly nauseas. BLAH!
The past two days have reminded me of all the things I forgot about in Z's wonderfulness. Not being able to cook. Not being able to stand the thought of grocery shopping b/c it has to do with food. Poor Mateo. He could fend for himself last time, but Z can not so I must keep grocery shopping. And feeding her. I have stopped feeding Matt. I have stocked our freezer with easy to make pre made processed food. It is the best I can do. My kitchen also has a weird smell.. I can't describe it. I just don't want to go in there.
The always present queasy is a weird symptom. It changes my whole life. I can't get dressed or make the bed or do anything b/c I just feel so gross.
Complain. Complain. Complain.
Whatever. I'm sick and I'm pregnant and I have a one year old.
WHAT WERE WE THINKING!?
1 comment:
Congrats!! Of course I've known for a little while but haven't read any of this until now. If you ever need someone to talk/vent to, I've been there! Cadence was 13 months when I got pregnant! It's hard but you can do it momma!!! :)
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