So its been two weeks since my last post and to be honest I’ve been feeling THAT miserable I didn’t think I’d ever post another entry again!!
To rewind a little bit….a couple days after hearing the fantastic news that everything was A-OK at the scan, I started to feel a bit queasy. Now, I honestly (naively) thought that I may just have escaped this whole morning sickness drama – given that everyone else’s seemed to have kicked in after 4 weeks and here I was at 6 weeks feeling rather well. So when the queasiness kicked in I kinda though “welllll this is okay…I can deal with this…its not too bad and I don’t feel like I want to be sick”. Fast forward two weeks, a couple of trips barking into the toilet and copious hours layed out on my bed in the fetal position I can safely say that I have not escaped unscathed.
In truth its made me feel utterly miserable and emotional. I’ve gone off all the lovely healthy foods that I used to eat (basically ALL vegetables) and now I crave hamburgers and pizza. I feel too ill to exercise and often wake up wondering how in the hell I am supposed to get through a day at work feeling like this! Cue floods of tears….
I told my boss about the pregnancy after the scare as the day I had the scan booked I was supposed to be flying to Aberdeen with her for work. Being female, with two kids of her own I thought (again naively) that she would be understanding of the way I am now feeling and cut me a little slack, so cue more floods of tears when the response was “I had morning sickness with my two and didn’t find it that bad”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I had to take off a couple of days sick last week when I literally couldn’t move, and upon returning to the office she did not even ask how I was!! So the next 7 months are going to fun to say the least…
One bit of advice I would give to any expectant mums – advice which was given to me and I initially ignored! – is to eat little, and often. It sounds so simple but it really really helps. The moment my stomach starts turning over I have a small biscuit and I find it keeps the nausea to a minimum. The result if I don’t do this is sitting in front of a toilet dry-wretching until my eyes feel like they’re going to explode out my head.
So other than that, I’ve been ticking off each day and counting down the seconds until I am through this first trimester, because from what I can tell, and what a billion people are keen to tell me, it gets better after that.
I truly hope so.