THE JOKE's ON ME.

seriously.
i don't know what i was thinking when i said i would be lucky enough to breeze right through the nausea and be one of the "lucky" ones.
i guess my positive thinking can take itself to the shitter.

all and all i really shouldn't complain much, but i'm ready and willing to welcome trimester #2 with open arms whenever it feels like arriving. i don't want to wish anything away, but on the same token not really into every day being the unknown of when i will feel good or not so good. unpredictability. ooooof.

the good news is that having symptoms reminds me that you are still there, 
releasing new hormones in my body, ... 
making me feel ill lol, but also doing what you need to do to become a healthy baby in the end. my office mates are wonderful, my future boss couldn't be more supportive if she tried, family and friends are praying for you and me every day and your daddy certainly comes around and does what i need when i need it.

even though i have to vent in these posts or just verbalize that i don't feel good all the time, i do know that we are truly blessed in countless ways
...so even if you make me sick little one i still love you.

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