The Pregnancy Takeover

I know I haven't talked much about my pregnancy on here, but here is your catch up...

Up until this point, I really haven't had any bad symptoms. Sure I stopped eating most foods (and began to and still do refuse to handle's all nasty and slimy!) and switched to fruit cups, but I never threw up and didn't walk around sick all the time...that is, until now. All the sudden, the sickness seems to have struck, which is weird, given that I am 19 weeks along tomorrow. But, I am now greeted daily by an upset stomach and throw up. In fact, it actually woke me up and quickly got me out of bed yesterday! Then there are the nosebleeds. How this is a side effect of pregnancy, I don't know...but its in the book, so it must be legit, right?!? And the rashes (which have actually been around for a while now...since closer to the beginning). Apparently pregnant women have really sensitive skin. Well, my neck has a rash and so do my legs and I can tell you that it isn't very becoming. And on top of all this, I have a new wave of tiredness. It could be lingering jet lag, it could be the baby telling me to slow down. Either way, I am sleeping much more than I used to and am getting much less done around the house than I used to!

Then there is work. I can no longer lift furniture at work, which I totally understand. It just makes me a burden for whoever I work with, but I guess they will have to get over it! I was also noticing yesterday that I don't think I will be able to carry the dishwasher trays of clean dishes for much longer easier. To carry them, they either have to dig into your stomach or your hip (and I choose the hip), but the bump is starting to come and with me becoming protective and all, I don't like the thought of a bunch of dishes smooshing the side of it. Just one more thing for my coworkers to add to the list of things they have to do for me!

Oh well. I guess this whole life-making process isn't as glamorous as people make it seem. At least in the end there will be a baby, and that is all that really matters.


  1. Protect the bump! No more dish trays.

  2. Sorry about the rash. . . I guess you got that one from me, I had it with all three of you.


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