Conversation in the car this morning:
Me: Okay, we're almost home. Now, when we get there, I want you to hop out and run inside as fast as you can because Mommy's feeling sick.
G: I don't want you to be sick Mommy.
Me: I don't want to either!
But sick I am. I've traded the clogged plumbing problem for one of a different nature. Plus I'm nauseous pretty much 24 hours a day. I was telling my best friend this yesterday and she kept exclaiming "That's great"! I told her she wasn't really helping. Although I am, if not happy over this turn of events, at least at peace with it because I know I didn't have it this bad the last 2 pregnancies.
Only 74 more hours till my first ultrasound! Where did this week go?!
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Being a mother to two beautiful girls (ages newborn and three), survivor of infertility, dealing with post-partum depression.
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Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
1 comment:
I'll say hooray for nauseous even if you want to curse it... and hooray for ultrasounds within 72 hours now!!
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