Confession time...I have never understood what all the moaning and groaning was about pregnancy. There, I said it. See, I've always had easy pregnancies - no sickness, varicose veins, and all the other battle scars that come along with being pregnant. Not me. Actually, I have always secretly thought that those who grumbled a lot really just needed to suck it up and show a little fortitude. ~smile~ That is, until the past week.
Oh dear. What is this thing called "morning" sickness? I mean, really? About a week ago, I started having "later in the evening" nausea. Ok, I can deal with that. Then my "evening" turned to mid-afternoon. Yup, I can just go to bed a little earlier. Nooooo problem! This morning, however, I woke up to the immediate feeling that it was going to be a very long day. I had a stand-off or two with the garbage can, willing myself not to do what my stomach really wanted to. See, one thing everyone that knows me well, knows for certain about me - I'd rather DIE than puke. True enough. "Lord, take me home! Just don't let me throw up!"
So, it's a little dance I'm doing this morning, as I prepare a turkey and all the fixin's for company coming at 5. Sucking down the papaya enzyme like a child refusing to share her M&M's. They're MINE - all mine! Deep cleansing breaths; let's walk away from food prep and think on something else. Ugh. Morning sickness.
On the bright side, surely this baby must be growing properly for me to be feeling increasingly ill. Ah, the silver lining. Silver is a much prettier color than green. U/S tomorrow!
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