Sick
Sick
{I feel his pain.}
I'm fully, entirely, all-in sick. All the time. Morning sickness. Bleh.
Though the name misleads: it's not in the morning; it's more like "Just Those Other 20ish Hours Sickness." I wake up feeling great (if I'm not super exhausted still, which is hit or miss) but feel nauseous and gross come 10 o'clock. It gratefully gives me a couple of hours to get a few chores done, at least.
I try to tell myself it's a good thing. And I believe that (feeling sick means good things are happening with my bitty baby). But it's really hard not to sink into self-pitty inspired depression. Being sick with no end in sight is not a prescription for a happy me.
But I can do this. I've done it twice before. And I have a great, supportive family (and neighbors!) helping me out. Still, second trimester- come quickly!!
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