I’ve been having a rough time. For about a week I had constant cramping, one time bad enough to call the doctor. I was nauseas all the time, throwing up at least once a day, and constantly exhausted. Now? The cramping is gone. The nausea is a tad bit better (I think I’m getting the hang of eating small amounts but all day long vs pigging out three times a day like I used to). But I’m still sooooo exhausted. I can’t explain it enough. I drag through each day, often with multiple naps. It’s pathetic. Even from my view from the bed, I can clearly see my own patheticness. But? It just may all be worth it. Today we had our first ultrasound at seven weeks five days, and we saw our bundle of joy, flickering heart and all. He/she’s measuring perfectly, and is 1.1cm long. I thought I would cry, but mostly I just stared and squeezed the blood out of S’s hand. S on the other hand- sweet, fun loving, laid back S- cried. Aww…
