
I've been a real blog slacker since creating this blog over a month ago now. Not that there hasn't been any fun or exciting developments in my life since then. There have!
As many of you know by now, Dave and I are expecting our first child in May of 2009. We are totally thrilled, happy, excited, scared, and every other emotion you can feel when you receive such news. I am currently 9 1/2 weeks and up until recently have been feeling pretty good. The nausea however has started to ravage my body with a vengeance and there doesn't appear to be an end in sight! I am having a moment of clarity now and for the time being don't feel like throwing up. Throwing up might in fact be a relief. But no, just a constant feeling that I am going to vomit but never will. The fatigue is becoming almost more than I think I can bare. I am in awe of how much of me my baby needs to thrive right now. I am happy to oblige but am praying for this first trimester to end soon so I can really start enjoying this pregnancy.
I can't say enough about how great Dave has been during this personality transplant of mine. One minute I'm crying and want him to hold me, the next I'm nauseated and need my space. During it all, he just rubs my back and tells me loves me and how beautiful I am... really, don't shake your heads ladies, my husband is simply that terrific! He runs out for food at a moments notice, (cravings are begining already, or is it psychosomatic, who knows!), and basically caters to my every whim.
I've finally relented and this morning called my MD to beg for Diclectin. I didn't want to take it but I think the time has come for me to just admit that I need it. I was supposed to work today, but got three blocks from home and turned around, ran into the bathroom and hoped to be sick but couldn't, I called the charge nurse and told her I wouldn't be in today. My boss is awesome and is really accomodating. Until about 11:30 this morning the only time I didn't feel like vomiting was if I lay flat and didn't move an inch.
Having said all of that, I'm really excited for our first meeting with the midwife tomorrow. Dave is coming with me and as far as I'm aware it's really just an info session so we can both understand what a midwife does, etc... I've done a lot of reading and have carefully chosen to use a midwife so I can't wait to meet her and start building a relationship with her. Then next week we have an early ultra sound to more accurately establish the due date. I'll try to be more prompt with another post to keep you informed.
In the meantime, I'm going to just enjoy the fact that as of right now, I feel pretty darn good, in fact, I may even go wash the dishes.... on second thought......