8 weeks pregnant and I am definitely not glowing. I may be sweaty, but it’s not one of those
dewy, light filled sweats. It is the
sweaty face of a woman who may possibly vomit at any unexpected time.
Yes, I am still ridiculously excited that in 32 weeks we
will be able to meet our little girl. I
am also extremely pumped about seeing her heartbeat a week ago on the
ultrasound and looking forward to hearing that same heartbeat later this week
when we have our next check-up.
But this very wanted pregnancy has definitely been a lot
bumpier than I have been imagining for the past two years.
In the past 6 weeks, I have had two unexpected trips to the
ER to pump me full of fluids and anti-nausea meds in hopes they could get me
rehydrated after days of being sick. I
have spent more hours hunched over a toilet than humanly possible. I have lost enough weight that I can’t fit into
half of my pants. Pregnant belly? My stomach’s flatter than it has been in
years.
And I can confirm that "morning" sickness is definitely a myth---I have been sick all around the clock. Nausea has become my companion every day, all day...there's no escape!
And I can confirm that "morning" sickness is definitely a myth---I have been sick all around the clock. Nausea has become my companion every day, all day...there's no escape!
Baby girl loves lemonade, but hates water (unless it is icy
cold and it is after 7pm). She hates the
smell of dog food, the Sergeant’s morning breath, and all of my beauty
products. She doesn’t like hot showers,
standing for long periods of time, or extended car rides. Baby makes me tired all the time, but won't ever let me sleep for long (she's practicing for when she gets here in November!). She’s definitely a high maintenance girl.
With the knowledge that this pregnant woman has to move
across the United States in 60 days, I will take all the prayers and help I can
get!
And I am 100% sure I will finally be glowing when they hand me that
baby.

