I didn't want to write this sooner because feeling the way I did I knew I was in danger of crossing the line from slightly whiny to ungrateful complaining PITA. Hopefully, now that I'm feeling significantly better I can stay just this side of that line. That said - Holy Cow! I do not remember it being this rough the first time around.
I'm sure that's partly because last time I didn't have much to do besides curl up on the couch and eat sliced apples to keep nausea at bay. I got plenty of sleep and lived above a vegetarian cafe stocked with healthy ingredients and good cooks willing to fix up anything my heart desired - or at least wasn't repulsed by. I had it pretty good.
Still, I'm pretty confident I wasn't this sick the first time. I had some nausea - but didn't throw up. Wish I could say that was true this time, but I can't. I felt pretty lousy. It's all I could think about for a few weeks.
I felt/feel really guilty because my parenting took a major nosedive. I spent a lot of time laying down. We hardly left the house. Leo spent A LOT of time coloring. My temper was short. I couldn't stomach cooking or preparing much food. He ate A LOT of cereal and peanut butter sandwiches. Honestly, it made me second guess my ability to handle two kids - number two isn't even earthside and I was losing it. Luckily, I have jb - who could not be more supportive and helpful, and Leo - who is about as patient and understanding as a toddler can be.
Now that the nausea only comes in spells a couple times a day and the fog is lifting, I'm ready to go back to enjoying parenting and being pregnant. I'm trying hard to make the last few weeks up to Leo. We are back to playgroup, library story times, more than coloring at home, and doing a better job of getting healthy food into both of us.
Yesterday we made Christmas cookies to send to work with jb. Since I'm not back to 100% just yet I took a couple shortcuts and used bagged cookie mix and pre-made icing - big mistake. It would have been SO worth the extra effort to just make it myself. Ahhh, you live, you learn.
Here's my little baking elf: