Wednesday, September 15, 2004

Let the puking begin.

Ugh. Was it just a few days ago that I was WISHING I would get morning sickness again??? Was I smoking crack??

I feel terrible. I was at the verge of being sick until 7:20, when BOOM it hit. If this pregnancy goes as the last, I will now be getting violently ill two or three times a day until I'm five or six months pregnant, then it will slow to once or twice a week, then at about 7 months, once a week, then from 8 months to 9, only once a month, but back to every week or two that last month, then until about 5 hours after I have the baby. Yuck, yuck, yuck.

There is no sickness like morning sickness. It is just a horrible nausea until you finally get sick, when it feels like you are throwing up all the way from your toes. It's terrible.

I called Izzy a little leech until he was born, because it felt like he was sucking the life out of me. Of course, then I nursed, so I guess he continued to be a leech. But truly I feel awful. I'm so exhausted, grouchy, cold, and SICK.

It's phenomenal what your mind is capable of. How could I have forgotten how icky pregnancy is, and how bad that first trimester is?? Izzy has wiped all of those memories clean. That's the real miracle of children - that after the first one, any woman does it again.

Good thing babies are so wonderful.

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