I’ve had a few people ask how I’m feeling, so here’s the lowdown: I’m still sick but not throwing up as much. My midwife convinced me to go on Zofran. I don’t like to take any meds while pregnant, but I decided to give it a try. It’s pricey, so we opted for the generic version. It hasn’t helped much, but I am able to eat. Actually, I feel the best when I’m noshing on salty things. I’m not typically a salty girl. I’m usually a total chocoholic, but oddly enough I can’t stomach sweets right now (except for light chocolate soy milk – that stuff tastes so good to me). But bring on the pretzels and huge chunks of sharp cheddar. Delicious.
I always try to eat tons of protein when pregnant, so I’ve been eating a lot of eggs, too. My favorite lunch is an egg scramble with spinach and feta. The girls like it, too. Or I add chopped hard boiled eggs to a salad.
I’m hoping the nausea will pass soon since I’m now officially in my second trimester. Yahoo!
As for the blahness, that’s vanished for now. I had several people comment and email me that the likely culprit behind my less than perky feelings was simply a strong pregnancy hormone cocktail. Maybe so. I have crazy high hormones, apparently.
Other pregnancy news: I’ve started writing letters to our baby (something I’ve done with each pregnancy) in an old-fashioned journal. I tried to make the switch over to the computer this time, but it felt like work. Madeline picked out a journal with zoo animals on the cover and I’ve been happily writing in it ever since. This not only helps me bond with our bambino, but I plan on giving these journals to my kids when they’re expecting their first child. I jot down little tidbits that I’m sure to forget – like when I started showing with each child, my cravings, how long I puked for, their heart rate at prenatal appointments, name ideas we had, etc.
This pregnancy I’ve enjoyed reading about baby development with Madeline. She loves looking at pictures of how big the baby is and what he looks like at each stage.
The other day she asked, “Can you feel the baby kicking yet, or is she still just a little shrimp?”
A little shrimp, she is – but with a strong beating heart. We heard its thumping two weeks ago. I can never get over that swooshing sound, proof that my body is home to not one but two souls.
So, all in all, everything is going very well. Thanks be to God!
I love you, little one. Keep growing healthy and strong and as your big sister said the other night during prayer time: May your bones grow straight (not sure where she got that from).