I have a small confession to make… I’ve been telling you all a few little porkies. I keep telling you all I’m sick — well, there’s no untruth in that — but I’ve fabricated as to why. There is no mystery sickness, there are no allergies, I’m not coming down with swine flu (hah). In fact, the sickness is all very “normal” for a woman in my condition.
I am in fact suffering from a bad case of morning sickness. And by morning sickness, I mean every minute of the day sickness. From the moment I wake up and bring up saliva and bile, to the point of the evening where I can’t move for fear of setting off crazy motion-induced projectile vomiting. Eating actually offers me some small relief, but only if I eat small amounts and often. The food has to be bland, and food that is safe one day may actually be sickness-inducing the next. Garlic is a total no-no, and I literally fear any food that may be slightly acidic coming back up, because it seriously burns. However, I have found that sweet tea generally tastes the same either way.
I am 12 weeks pregnant today. There have been some difficulties (some bleeding which required fortnightly scans; a possibly problematic cyst) and an endless stream of pretty standard symptoms (aches, tiredness, headaches, terrible dreams, wind, heartburn) but otherwise everything is positive. The constant waiting for appointments, improvements in the bleed, for the sickness to go away is incredibly tedious, but if all goes well, it should be worth it in the end:
(Excuse the dodgy quality, I had to take the picture of the scan photo using the webcam on the Acer as we don’t have a scanner. Don’t get your hopes up too much either, I have absolutely no intention of publishing any other pictures.)
So there you have it. Finally, all those years of doing the “I’m Pregnant!” April fools and it’s actually happening for real … even if it does look like a little alien :)