Thursday, March 26, 2015

Missing Church

We missed church cause I was too sick to go.  My kids had their own primary.  It was a great idea, but I think it just ended it a bunch of arguments of who was in charge.  I laid on my couch, wishing I felt good enough to go take control.  But I didn't.  I told them to just watch a movie. 


Gabe's Birthday

Well, as you know I have been pretty sick for the last couple of months. I haven't blogged about much except my misery.   So I have some catching up to do on the fun things we have been up to. Gabe's birthday was over a month ago.  I had 3 leftover presents from Christmas and that was what he got.  I laid on the couch all day and Darren made him cake.  He wanted a pink cake. I have no idea where he got the pink idea from- but whatever.









Gabe- our sweet little 3 year old. he is such a joy to our family.  He is our entertainment! Love this baby!!

Thursday, March 19, 2015

The Light at the End of the Tunnel

Well... I am starting to feel better! Yes, that's right.  I am not utterly and completely depressed anymore. It has been a long 2 months.  I'm sure you know.  I still have bad days, but overall I am slowly starting to feel better.  Each day I feel a LITTLE bit better. 
Even though I am not super sick anymore- It's still hard when I don't ever feel quite "normal".  I'm always tired, or sick, or fell big and slow.  I wonder if  this constant feeling of nausea will ever go away.  I wonder if I'll ever be myself again.  I tell myself I have done this 4 times before- and each time I have returned to myself.  I am almost 14 weeks and I just hope I feel good during my middle trimester.  I have with every other pregnancy.  I've never felt this big before. 

Poor Paul loves to read my blog.  The other day he said, "mom, can you blog about something other than morning sickness?  Every post is, I'm so sick, blah, blah blah."  Ok Paul- I'll post about some other things. 

I do want to tell a story about how sweet Paul is.  A few weeks ago it was Fast Sunday, and I felt good! I had moments of feeling completely normal! In fact, I don't think I've had such a good day since then.  I helped make dinner that night, and at dinner I said, "I have felt almost normal today!"  And Paul said, "I fasted you would feel better today." What a sweet kid!   It was so thoughtful of him and just made me so happy.  I have amazing kids.  Now, if I can just get through this pregnancy maybe I can be amazing too, cause right now, I'm totally crazy.  

Monday, March 9, 2015

How to tell

When I tell someone I am sick with morning sickness I can immediately tell if they have been through REAL morning sickness or not by their reply.  Here are some real examples of what people have said:

Responses of people who have NOT experienced REAL morning sickness:
"Oh, you need to eat oranges. They really helped!"  Really???
"I heard popcorn helps."   You've got to be kidding me.  IF I could handle the smell??
"Hope your feeling better, can I give you a food assignment for the Blue and Gold Banquet?" I don't even cook for myself!!
"I'm sorry, I loved being pregnant!"  Just leave before someone gets hurt. 
"Oh, I know, I was so sick too."  This came from someone who didn't tell anyone but her spouse she was pregnant till she was l4 weeks along.  Sorry, but if you can lead a normal life- your not SO sick!!

Responses of people who have experienced REAL morning sickness:
"Oh, my gosh.  I am sooooo sorry!!! That is the worst!!!!"  Yes, yes it is.
"I would throw-up in the morning before I ate breakfast.  That seemed to help." Oh boy, I guess dry-heaving is better than throwing up breakfast. This was Christina's advice.
"Try and force yourself to eat a little something before bed- then you won't have to get up in the middle of the night to throw-up."  Poor Julia!
"Yea, I would get depression really bad- It's like I"d been possessed." Yea, pretty much.

Another hint that someone has bad morning sickness is that it is all they blog about for 2 months.  It's a sign that is pretty much what rules their whole life right now.   Poor woman!