For the last three days, I have been struggling with the worst morning sickness of my life. And still, I go on pretending that everything is normal. If I can, I will hide this pregnancy from most of the people in my life until after 25 weeks - (This will take quite the miracle.) - or at least until the chances of my child's survival are greater than 80%.
Yesterday, we celebrated my Mum's birthday. Today, my In-Laws are coming to town. It is definitely not my best weekend.
To top is all off, I get to spend another quick trip to the Grocery holding back Vurps (confused? Think Sharts but "up top") The smells lately are getting me. . .
Thankfully, a few things seem to be keeping the bump at bay. . .
* The pre-bump "fat times" is less grotesque when I work out regularly. . we'll see if this continues with the increase in morning sickness.
* It has remained mercifully chilly so that I can still utilize frumpy jackets and sweatshirts.
* There are very few people (who know me and my recent history) who have the stupidity (or balls) to ask me if I'm pregnant/trying again.
There is a little part of me that is waiting to see who the idiot is to ruin the last one for me. . but I have a feeling the rising temper is going to show before I do. We'll see. =)
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