What in the world??
These last 8 weeks of my life have been, surreal. It feels as if someone pushed me on stage in front of a packed house and said, "Now sing and dance!" And all I could do was fake tap dance while singing the theme song to The Golden Girls. (Don't laugh...that show was kick ass.) I suppose I feel that way because well, we weren't planning on getting pregnant so soon after marriage and then actually getting pregnant was like, whoa! The only thing we were planning on was...umm..I don't remember, but it definitely wasn't that! But that's life for you. I've always found that when I am busy planning for other things, God stops me by throwing me a curveball and I get caught looking. I just stand there looking. Gotta love those moments.
BUT!!! It isn't just a mental/emotional thing. The way my body is physically reacting is also quite crazy to me. At first I was elated because I thought I would have a "free pass" to just relax and do as I pleased, you know just like in all of the movies. That bubble quickly burst for me. Within the 1st week of having my pregnancy confirmed, I developed a sinus infection and began my relationship with all day sickness. (I would like to take the time out and say that the doctor who stated that the sickness only happens in the "morning", should be smacked hard, with a chair. Just saying.) I would soon learn that some infections take a long time to heal when you are pregnant and that the nasal congestion was more than likely going to become my pal. (It's week 10 and the battle continues.)
The all day sickness though, that one knocked me out. Man cannot live by bread and gatorade alone, but I did. It was the only thing I could stomach. Ginger Ale was a great help too. I've never been one of those people who are repulsed by vomiting. Lucky me. However, I can do without the excessive watering of the mouth which was always my queue to exit stage left. The one plus, the one thing that I am ALLLL about: SLEEP!!! I sleep better now than I did before. Granted I can fall asleep anywhere these days, but I still love the fact that I can still sleep soundly through the night. Well sort of, there are the steady pee breaks at 4am. But that's all practice for when the peanut is born right?
At the end of the day the nausea, the vomiting, the excessive peeing, the cramps which are really the body's way of getting ready for the growing baby, the hormones that don't let me watch a commercial without crying, the tastebuds that once loved a cheeseburger but now find it to be the grossest thing ever, the end of my love affair with an Italian Hoagie and the break up with Goat Cheese, are all trivial when I sit and think about that other heart beating inside of me.