Week Eight
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So I will give you my pregnancy report as of today. I have felt a bit rough on and off since Saturday. Saturday & yesterday were the worst.. Sunday wasn't too bad. Saturday I feel sure was the cereal. Yesterday, I have no idea... other than I went back to bed after Tancy left (our cable, phone & internet was out, why stay up?!) and woke up hungry. I ate well, small bites throughout the day, but never shook that shitty feeling. So from now on, if I am going back to bed, maybe I need a snack first... haven't had that problem before.
My boobs continue to be a source of discomfort. Bra or no bra, at this point, they are always sore. Their own weight seems nearly unbearable at points. I had, what seems like, a moment of relief from the sore nipples and now its full on booby sensitivity. Not only that, but they look as if I've had implants... tight skin & much fuller. I don't know what to expect from here!
You digestive system slows way down. All of it. So when I eat because I actually feel hungry I seem to eat alot more than I would have before. Then, once the full hits my tummy, it sticks around for a really long time. And the best part of all, it doesn't move through your body like it used to... so there are additional discomforts there. It's so strange how the body works. It truly is like it is making sure that is sucks every last bit of nutrient out of what you put in your body while you are pregnant.
I have been tired. I have never really been good at being tired, but now I have to work hard to keep the bitch at bay. I do my best to sleep when I feel like I can/need to and to not catch any unknowing persons in my cross hairs when I haven't had enough sleep. Sleep itself is different, waking at all hours of the night to pee... you don't really feel like you get a full nights sleep with all those interruptions. And no matter how good or bad I feel I really only have a few good hours in a day to give of myself. The rest I either fake it, or apologize and veg on the couch.
I know that I could get through a work day with all of these things, if I had to, but I am really glad I don't. And I have a renewed respect (it's always been a healthy respect) for women who work during their pregnancy and after their child is born... I also have a renewed respect for mothers like Lil Jenn, a 13 month old at home, terrible morning sickness, teaching children with disabilities during the day (sometimes more than 8 hours at school) and then working at home, taking care of the baby and some evenings doing it on her own because her partner is working nights. Not to mention she's already pretty well decided that she is going to work the summer (summer school) to make up for the maternity leave just weeks before! So she'll have two little ones at home and go to work during a time she really could have off with her kids. I really don't know how she does it. I do, however, believe that you do what you have to do... you find a way to get through it. Doesn't lessen my respect for those mothers though. My journey is a cake walk compared to many.
I also have to say, all this is informational about what I have experienced. I do not mean to complain at all, because I have had it very easy thus far. I will share this with you... at this point, I wonder, why do women volunteer for this a second, third, fourth time? There's nothing fun about it so far... it's like having the flu and/or stomach bug for about two (so far) months. I personally don't like feeling sickly, especially not for such an extended period of time. I don't like needing help. I don't like feeling as if I can't do something. I am certain, at some point during the pregnancy even, it becomes much more rewarding... the first time you feel the baby move. And there have been rewards already for me, hearing the heart beat, seeing that little shrimp on the screen... knowing that there really is a life growing in there. But I can say, with great sincerity, that this will more than likely be the only child we have "this" way. Not because it is so miserable... again, it hasn't been that bad... but we feel strongly about adoption and if we had another child through my getting pregnant again, we wouldn't be able to adopt. And if we were, there would be more than one biological child and that seems to unfairly tip the scales. At any rate, I am thankful for this experience, I wouldn't change it for the world and I think I have even handled it, thus far, fairly well... but why you would want to be sick again for so long after you know what it is all about is beyond me currently.
I think that wraps it up for the pregnancy update today. I need to blog a "regular" blog in just a bit, as soon as I finish checking my email.
Love to all!





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