Ok this time.... THIS TIME. x_X I am nauseous. 24/7! My sense of smell is that of a bloodhound. I can smell my husband's feet from across the house. I can smell EVERYTHING! And it all makes me want to vomit.
I am e.x.h.a.u.s.t.e.d. I don't have enough energy to clean the house at all. As I'm writing this, behind me is a WRECKED living room, a kid in mismatched pjs and a messy face, and a husband who has pseudo pregnancy migraines or something ridiculous like that so he can't pick up the slack around here. I used to take a rest and blog. Now I take rests FROM blogging. Yep, sitting up tires me out.
I am 2 pounds away from surpassing my all time highest weight ever in my entire life. And I'm only 14 weeks along. You see, my coping mechanism for nausea is eating bland food all the time. All day long, stuffing my face with bread, crackers, etc. It's either that or puking to the point of dry heaves.
My skin is itchy and has horrible acne. My boobs hurt and itch. (WTF????) I drool constantly, which leads to wet pillows and spitting on people when I talk. If I eat anything that has any kind of flavor, I burp up this nasty acid stuff. Here is a shortened list of things that make me cry: my husband saying something sweet, my daughter smiling in her sleep, my daughter giving me a random hug, seeing babies, seeing puppies, seeing any sort of baby animal, Disney movies, and sad commercials. Oh and I have awful gas.
So I've heard that this is the magic week when first trimester symptoms fade away and you experience a wonderful time call the second trimester. I'm still waiting. My husband is also anxious for this time,
/end angry prego rant