I promised myself that I was not going be one of those women who tries for so long to get pregnant only to constantly complain about it once she is. As it turns out, that's a lot easier said than done when the first trimester is a rough ride. I've been doing my best to limit the moaning and groaning but this week, the insomnia, nausea, aching breasts, bloating, gas, constipation, and exhaustion really started to wear me down. Not being able to predict my appetite, my mood, or my energy level from one day to the next (or from one hour to the next) is getting frustrating. Work has been slow so I had hoped to get all kinds of things done around the house. Instead, it's all piling up while I lie on the couch staring at it.
In the spirit of Thanksgiving, I thought this might be a good time to revisit the Good Things project and remind myself that there are still good things happening while I'm semi-conscious on my couch. Here's what I came up with:
- All of those symptoms are caused by a baby. There's still a baby in there.
- We'll get to see it again in a few days and finally get a picture to keep.
- DH has been wonderfully patient and understanding, and willing to live on carbs with me while I continue to avoid most meat.
- We survived three consecutive days of family meals this weekend without our secret getting out and without me feeling horrible (at least not in public).
- I don't have to worry about lesson planning and facing my classes every day feeling like crap this semester. Supply teaching has its advantages.
- Egg McMuffins and hash browns. Breakfast of champions (and the only breakfast that appeals to me these days).
- Just 4.5ish weeks to go until the second trimester and hopefully some relief.