Week six-and boy am I sick

August 28

I can officially say that I spoke too soon on the morning sickness issue. Although I have yet to actually “lose my lunch” I spend the majority of my day wishing I would just go ahead and do it so I might feel a little better. The queasiness starts from the moment I get up and insists on being my faithful companion for the rest of the day. 

I used to think that cravings and food aversions were all in your head while pregnant. They were just a good excuse to eat what you wanted and avoid the things you didn’t want. Well, the universe is repaying me for my judgmental attitude about that one. Seems like the list of foods I can stand putting near my mouth is so short I bet you could have it memorized with one glance. White rice, crackers and cheese. Yep, that’s it. I’ve forced myself to eat more for the baby's sake but have to find ways to distract myself in order to get it down.

I have an art show that I’m trying to put together. It has to be finished this week! I’m way behind and this new symptom along with the exhaustion is not making that task easy. And to make matters worse I now have a cold. The kind of cold that makes you feel like you’re head is stuck in a drum and your brain has been replaced with a mass of cotton balls. It’s the first cold I have had in about two years. According to good old webmd this is another side effect of the new hormones that are making my life so…interesting. It’s like a new adventure every day.

Despite all this I am slowly but surely getting the show done. I work for 20 minutes, take an hour nap for my cold, force myself to eat, work for 20 minutes, lay down to try and help my stomach settle, and around and around we go. It will get it done. Maybe not on time but it will get done.

So, regardless of the fact that this baby is too small to see, he sure is making himself known.

-K

P.S. I think it’s a boy. Steve thinks it’s a girl. Wish we didn’t have to wait three more months to find out who’s right.