Tuesday, March 23, 2010


It's been a rough couple of months.  Now I know what it would feel like to have the stomach flu for 2 months straight. Ugh! I've seen more of the inside of my toilet than I ever cared to and no matter how sparkling clean it is, it still has a strange, disgusting smell to it.

But, great news!  So "everyone" tells me.  I've learned the strangest things about nausea and vomiting in pregnancy.  My pregnancy is really healthy.  I will likely go full term with little complications. Our child will have a high IQ. Our baby will have decreased risk for congenital cardiovascular problems.  All because I am throwing up so much.  Where do they come up with some of these things? I assure you, it is all very comforting when I am crying in frustration and pain because everything I managed to force down, all evening long, just came back up.

Rather than run the risk of dehydration and a trip to the hospital I knew I needed extra help.  Fortunately, the medication my doctor prescribed works pretty well for me.  Sometimes the nausea and vomiting is still stronger, but I am able to eat and drink more, though I still have almost zero appetite.

I haven't had any cravings, aversions on the other hand, I have plenty.  I am practically a vegetarian at this point since meat just doesn't taste good.  Drinking plain milk or eating yogurt make me sick though ice cream milk shakes go down pretty easily. My usual veggies taste horrible but I can't seem to get enough fruit.

Yet, baby is healthy and growing and I am happy about that. I am otherwise healthy, I'm having more frequent monitoring of my liver and my numbers are holding.  We are past the major hurdle as far as the concerns my treatment has on the baby.

I know in the end it will all be worth it, when I get to meet and hold this precious baby in my arms, when my will heart melt as I see Brandon holding his child. Still being this sick is so hard.  I'm ready to have my energy and appetite back so that I feel "normal" and useful again.


  1. I'm not happy that you're so sick (and I've been there, so my gut aches in sympathy for you just reading about it), but I am thrilled that everything is progressing the way it is supposed to! I'll be praying the nausea reduces soon!

  2. And a huge sigh of relief and thanks to God came from Arkansas. I have to say, I hate that you're having it so rough, but at the same time I'm so happy that your sick. It does mean that everything is going well. I learned that lack of sickness is often worse in the long run. This is definitely one instance when the ends justify the means. Just keep looking forward to holding that healthy, happy, perfect baby in your arms. :)