Finally. At 17 weeks and 3 days, I’m starting to feel slightly human again. Continue reading
I wouldn’t have marked these entries as open just yet… But due to hyper morning sickness and becoming hospitalized due to it we announced to the parents I work with so it’s pretty much common knowledge. Continue reading
You are so vile.
The way you come up…
The way you taste…
Everything about you is wrong.
Bile. You are. So very vile.
Written on January 20, 2011
Morning Sickness. So bad I had to write two blogs about it.
I remember the first day I found out I was pregnant it was actually because I started tossing my cookies. Maybe it’s because of the way I am when I’m sick; I’m a baby A and B; I don’t throw up! Okay so last time I went heavy drinking (About a year before we got pregnant; I’m not a drinker) I threw up all day the next day; made a bed in the bathroom and camped out. I never wanted to throw up again because that was so bad…but this… was worse. I threw up over myself more times then I care to say. Once driving to see my man I made it to his house four hours away then tossed…and tossed. I had Wendy’s… I haven’t had Wendy’s since. I found Dill Pickle chips did help a lot; and like I’ve said before lemonade was amazing; again thank you Sammy!
Written on January 15, 2011 at 4:17 PM
For the first couple of months after finding out we were pregnant my man and I lived a good distance apart. It was manageable due mainly to the internet and cell phones – although be warned! Sometimes you can go WAY over your minutes even when you are trying to stay under the limit. We would talk on every one of his breaks, his lunch time and after work. My schedule was super flexible so he’d call and I’d answer; anything to get those couple of minutes with him. We did this before we found out so it wasn’t really anything too new. When we would both get home from work we would fire up the laptops and go on Skype together so we could see each other.
Written on January 5, 2011
When I found out I was pregnant I was living with my Mom, Step Dad and teenaged sister, in a town roughly four hours away from my man. With my job it was easier for me to travel up to see him instead of him coming down; it allowed us more time together because I made my own hours. It was working out nicely; Skype at night…we had the laptops running literally all night so we could even sleep together in a sense. One of us could wake up and look over to the other as if we were laying next to each other. It made the distance bearable during the week and seemed to shorten it as well.