First of all I just want to thank all of you for your tips and congratulatory salutations!!
I know it's all worth it, and I'm so excited to be a mommy. I have a little onesie hanging up in the laundry room that my friend Christina gave me and I smile and get all tingly inside every time I pass it!!
That being said...this sucks!!! It's been a battle, maybe not a monstrous battle, I've heard some horror stories, but it's still been a battle. One I'm willing to fight, but... The hormones are doing awful things to me like growing my eyebrows so out of control I look like a caveman and giving me the worst acne I have ever had. This morning I woke up not feeling fantastic and ended up loosing breakfast number one. I then immediately felt better and started on breakfast number two, the unlucky lucky charms. Meanwhile Nathan came home for lunch and realized I hadn't put away the food mail yet and became irritated that he had to do it himself. He noticed I was on the couch, but unaware that the lucky charms had sent me to the dark place. All I could hear was the annoyed thumping of this feet as the groceries where randomly and without thought process shoved into the fridge. I promptly sat up and lost my lucky charms into a bowl beside the couch. I think a point was made here. After he made the obvious suggestion that I should visit the washroom, his mood changed. "Can I get you anything? It's ok you didn't put the food mail away. Would you like some of my lunch?" Apparently the man needs visual assistance to remember that I feel sick most of the time. I tend to say I'm tired a lot and Nathan always replies "why?"and then gives me a "well, that's not an excuse". He is either not sympathetic, I'm too sensitive, or needs to see a big belly before I'm deemed officially pregnant and thusly considered having hardship on my body.
I thought the day was lost until I remembered what my mom used to give me when I had an upset tummy, an iced cold Coca Cola. Caffeine must really be a wonder drug because within 10 minutes I went from the dark place to eating a delicious curry my friend brought over as some eating rations (thanks Naomi!). Apparently that was all I needed because I was back on track after that.
The other night Christina and I found the babe's heart beat with her Doppler. I had myself tried a few times without and luck, usually ending the session with clear Doppler goo everywhere. I decided it was much better if I got Christina to do it for me as I had no idea what I was doing. So off I went over to her place. She had me lay on the floor and she sat next to me scanning my belly for signs of life, while her 2 year old daughter played around us. Me laying on the floor was thrilling for her, as Christina put it "you're a sitting duck to her". She started playing with my hair and then my watch. Then she brought me blocks and put them in my hands. It was pretty funny, we had to take Doppler breaks because I would burst out laughing and horrible belly made noises would come from the Doppler speakers.
So tomorrow I must start my day off with some caffeine and a butter chicken. I'm off to see a lady about an amounti. I hear it's best to get fitted before the belly comes along. Here is a photo, the baby is the hunch back part .
Moving to Iqaluit FAQ, Ver. 6.0
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