Here is another instalment of my earlier weeks in pregnancy. I'm now 22 weeks along, so am aiming to be caught up as quickly as possible with frequent posts. WARNING: content includes extreme moaning!
Week 8
To say I'm struggling with the morning sickness would be an understatement. I am not someone who copes well with feeling sick, for instance, whilst friends would try to resolve their hangovers with the hair of the dog method, I would be curled up in bed waiting to die. And right now I feel like I am living in a haze of one big long hangover which I know is going to be around for a while. On a more positive note though Christmas Eve and Day were good days for me as I felt a lot less ill than I had been. This meant I was able to socialise, eating what I pleased and managed to cook a full festive Christmas dinner for 7 family members, again being able to eat til my my hearts content. Seeing as we are keeping this pregnancy a secret from family and friends for the time being I was happy for the short lived relief from my symptoms.
Week 9
Well, I had my first pregnancy related emotional break down this week. We had an invite from neighbours to go for drinks and nibbles and felt we should show face, if only for a short time. However I had spent the day in bed and when it came to getting ready, it was all too much. I felt so rotten and could not conceive how I was going to manage to get dressed, do my hair and make-up and remain composed in front of others. This resulted in me sitting in my underwear sobbing to my husband about how I couldn't do it any more and how was I going to make it through the next few weeks when each day I would feel more sick than the last. After 20 minutes of indulging in self pity, followed by some encouraging words from my better half, I got myself together and we all had a great evening which was helped along with me constantly hovering around the food :)
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