Went to the doctor world yesterday and discovered I am like 7 weeks preggers. Thank goodness, cuz if this was not the case I was just about to admit myself to an asylum. Right now I am hovering between puking and being fairly nauseous. I believe the best descript I read online for what is going one...the permanent hangover! Have been able to keep it together, play with Nick, even though Patrick has been forced to take over making him dinner. I can't look in the fridge, I can't see commercials for food, was reading my Real Simple magazine yesterday and almost puked all over the place!
I know some men are lazy ass goats but Patrick is not. He bustles around the house washing the dishes, moving furniture for the carpet cleaning crew, and poring bleach down the sink after I hurled in it. While I lay on the couch attempting to keep what vague remnants of supper I just ate down. I am unappealing, i am bloby...soon to resemble the Matterhorn. I am pukey, super tired, and enter blob formation frequently. Yet, Patrick keeps me around! Gosh, he must love me in my demented state of being. He even cleaned the bathroom yesterday!
I hope in about a month I will come out the other end of the pukeology and pull it together, in the meantime I shall muster the forces and take Friday out for a walk this evening....then we both can leave presents in peoples yards :-)
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I was the same way when I was pregnant....both times. With Elise, I had the added symptom of dizziness. Some mornings I had to shower sitting down. Some mornings I was too dizzy to even get out of bed. Once I passed out at Babies R Us. With the twins, not so much with the dizziness....but the hyperemesis continued. I hope yours doesn't last too long!
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