not so fun
Ok, I feel like hell, but I know it could be worse... I'm bored of being at home on the verge of falling asleep all the time... and I can't stand being at work lately.
The good news: there should be only one more month of feeling shitty, and another month or so of feeling tired, and then I will start to have nights where I just can't get comfy and sleep. Yikes! Who's great idea was this? Why on earth did I want to get pregnant so badly? I thought I was going to enjoy it! And I still might, from other PG friends or ones who have experienced it, the worst is almost over.
I miss my friends. We're being invited out at night regularly, but I pretty much can't stay out past 6:30 or I get really sick. My "morning" sickness seems to peak sometime after dinner, or even around 6:30 if I haven't eaten yet. Last night I didn't even have the energy to eat... I just went to bed at 6:30! So all this is making it hard to spend time with people... and then I'm afraid I'll just complain to them when I do get to hang out... oh I just want to crawl into a hole and time warp ahead one month... please oh please let this month pass quickly!
I took the day off on Wednesday... with good intentions of getting a few things done, including this journal, and one I am writing for "little P"... the sad thing is I got nothing done except for making lunch and sitting on the couch reading and having a couple of naps (because you know how exhausting reading can be!!!). I'm feeling so useless lately. My husband says he understands and is doing all he can to help me, and smiles with that wonderful "I love you look" whenever I'm whining or falling over in exhaustion. He keeps reminding me that I am busy growing a baby and it's not easy work... but I feel so USELESS!! I think he is more understanding than I am. Lucky me, at least he cares and isn't pushing me or nagging at me to get my but in gear... that would be hard.
Last weekend I had to cancel my plans to go to an afro-cuban drumming workshop because I was too sick. I think I got food poisoning from the mall food I ate on Saturday (I know, what the hell am I doing eating mall food... especially now that I'm pregnant? Well, I learned my lesson fast!), and I spent all of Sat afternoon/ evening on the can or rocking on the couch to soothe my tummy. It was crazy. I just wanted to go to bed so I could forget about it, but then the waves of intestinal knotting would wake me up... not fun. I woke up on Sunday feeling like I had done a million situps and so I cancelled everything. I was ok if I was sitting, but being vertical was a challenge, and my walking pace was that of a senior! Still, my husband consolled me and hung out with me and was very patient with me!
So despite all of this... sorry about all the complaining, got to get it out somewhere... I am still running and cycling. My pace is more of a stumble these days, and I take approx every 3rd or 4th day off (sometimes every 2nd day), but I am glad I have kept it up. It is the only time of the day where I feel like me and can reconnect with myself... especially if I am outside. I can't imagine how insane I would be without it... well I can kind of imagine as I'm pretty crazy without it when I'm not pregnant! I think that knowing it is my only "me" time is what keeps me doing it, and it really does feel good. I might feel sick immediately after, but while I'm moving, everything is ok. Yay for running!
Well, I've got nothing more to complain about at the moment ;) so I will just let you get on with your day. Have a great weekend and hopefully I will be a little more cheery on the next update!
The good news: there should be only one more month of feeling shitty, and another month or so of feeling tired, and then I will start to have nights where I just can't get comfy and sleep. Yikes! Who's great idea was this? Why on earth did I want to get pregnant so badly? I thought I was going to enjoy it! And I still might, from other PG friends or ones who have experienced it, the worst is almost over.
I miss my friends. We're being invited out at night regularly, but I pretty much can't stay out past 6:30 or I get really sick. My "morning" sickness seems to peak sometime after dinner, or even around 6:30 if I haven't eaten yet. Last night I didn't even have the energy to eat... I just went to bed at 6:30! So all this is making it hard to spend time with people... and then I'm afraid I'll just complain to them when I do get to hang out... oh I just want to crawl into a hole and time warp ahead one month... please oh please let this month pass quickly!
I took the day off on Wednesday... with good intentions of getting a few things done, including this journal, and one I am writing for "little P"... the sad thing is I got nothing done except for making lunch and sitting on the couch reading and having a couple of naps (because you know how exhausting reading can be!!!). I'm feeling so useless lately. My husband says he understands and is doing all he can to help me, and smiles with that wonderful "I love you look" whenever I'm whining or falling over in exhaustion. He keeps reminding me that I am busy growing a baby and it's not easy work... but I feel so USELESS!! I think he is more understanding than I am. Lucky me, at least he cares and isn't pushing me or nagging at me to get my but in gear... that would be hard.
Last weekend I had to cancel my plans to go to an afro-cuban drumming workshop because I was too sick. I think I got food poisoning from the mall food I ate on Saturday (I know, what the hell am I doing eating mall food... especially now that I'm pregnant? Well, I learned my lesson fast!), and I spent all of Sat afternoon/ evening on the can or rocking on the couch to soothe my tummy. It was crazy. I just wanted to go to bed so I could forget about it, but then the waves of intestinal knotting would wake me up... not fun. I woke up on Sunday feeling like I had done a million situps and so I cancelled everything. I was ok if I was sitting, but being vertical was a challenge, and my walking pace was that of a senior! Still, my husband consolled me and hung out with me and was very patient with me!
So despite all of this... sorry about all the complaining, got to get it out somewhere... I am still running and cycling. My pace is more of a stumble these days, and I take approx every 3rd or 4th day off (sometimes every 2nd day), but I am glad I have kept it up. It is the only time of the day where I feel like me and can reconnect with myself... especially if I am outside. I can't imagine how insane I would be without it... well I can kind of imagine as I'm pretty crazy without it when I'm not pregnant! I think that knowing it is my only "me" time is what keeps me doing it, and it really does feel good. I might feel sick immediately after, but while I'm moving, everything is ok. Yay for running!
Well, I've got nothing more to complain about at the moment ;) so I will just let you get on with your day. Have a great weekend and hopefully I will be a little more cheery on the next update!