I found out I was pregnant on November 14th. Of course it was my sixth cycle of trying and I had given up, stopped taking prenatal vitamins, and had been drinking like a fish on a trip to the East Coast. When I saw two pink bars, I felt a sense of excited panic - although my overwhelming emotion was confusion.
The 40-week calendar puts my due date at the end of July.
On November 21st, we left for Japan on a 10-day trip. By the plane trip back, I was miserable. I was sick of pickled vegetables, sushi, tempura, raw horse meat (yes, you read that correctly) and turbulence. I threw up the first time the morning we got back, on Saturday, and three times yesterday. All I seem to be able to do is lay in bed, sleep, and check email.
We had an ultrasound yesterday and heard the baby's heartbeat! It was such a reassuring sight, ticking away. It's the size of a blueberry, about 7 mm long.
Who knew that 7 mm would completely incapacitate me? I feel incapable of work and unable to perform even basic tasks. I'm looking for a job and can't find the energy to apply. On some level in my evil little heart, I guess I always thought stay-at-home mothers were unambitious women who looked forward to having children so they could abandon the illusion of caring about their careers. After a mere 8-week long progesterone cocktail, I'm realizing the exhaustion will only be part of what's to come. My ambition has already been squashed by nausea, and I'm so tired I don't even care about my work. Which is sad, because I should actually be doing a lot of work.
Despite the excitement, I'm already starting to feel a slight resentment. The Baby Daddy (BD) is perfectly fine and seems slightly irritated at my inability to cope. I keep reminding him that he hasn't been sick like this since he was a kid, at which point he probably behaved just like me.
In other news, the Safeway by our house re-opened as a new and improved Safeway. It's like Extreme Makeover: Safeway Edition. We used to call it Soviet Safeway because the shelves weren't ever stocked, but the new building makes grocery shopping feel like a posh experience.
