I had my first ultrasound on Friday morning. It was pretty good. Being 11 weeks along at the time, the baby still looked somewhat bean-like. The Husband was able to see it as well. He said that it looked like the Predator, because the hands were up by the face. I still find that a little funny.
Monday, June 14, 2010
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Not as Good the Second Time...
Just at the title implies.
The Husband and I decided that we would treat ourselves to some KFC last night. It was all good until I decided that washing his combats would be a good idea. You see, they were very stinky. And I got a BIG wiff of a shirt as he threw it to me. It was one of the stinkier pieces of clothing that I have smelled. Needless to say, I made a bee-line for the bathroom and the toilet.
My poor husband. He wasn't quite sure as to what he was supposed to do. He stood a little behind me and asked if I was okay. I answered with a feeble, "no," and started to cry a little bit. He rubbed my shoulders and tried to make me feel better while I cried to the porceline gods.
Other than that, I've just been feeling quite tired. I guess that it's from taking care of The Child during the day and being pregnant. I can't remember being this tired by the end of the day for the last pregnancy. Or maybe I was and I just can't remember. I don't know...
I can't wait for the first trimester to be over though... I want to be able to take out my garbage without having to vomit and gag the wholel way. And I hope that my energy will pick up as well.
*sigh*
I can say that this time around, it's definitly different. I'm not going to get the chances to relax and just take a load off because I have almost two-year-old running around the house. The best that I can do is nap when she is napping, but that's when I do most of my housework... I just can't win.
The Husband and I decided that we would treat ourselves to some KFC last night. It was all good until I decided that washing his combats would be a good idea. You see, they were very stinky. And I got a BIG wiff of a shirt as he threw it to me. It was one of the stinkier pieces of clothing that I have smelled. Needless to say, I made a bee-line for the bathroom and the toilet.
My poor husband. He wasn't quite sure as to what he was supposed to do. He stood a little behind me and asked if I was okay. I answered with a feeble, "no," and started to cry a little bit. He rubbed my shoulders and tried to make me feel better while I cried to the porceline gods.
Other than that, I've just been feeling quite tired. I guess that it's from taking care of The Child during the day and being pregnant. I can't remember being this tired by the end of the day for the last pregnancy. Or maybe I was and I just can't remember. I don't know...
I can't wait for the first trimester to be over though... I want to be able to take out my garbage without having to vomit and gag the wholel way. And I hope that my energy will pick up as well.
*sigh*
I can say that this time around, it's definitly different. I'm not going to get the chances to relax and just take a load off because I have almost two-year-old running around the house. The best that I can do is nap when she is napping, but that's when I do most of my housework... I just can't win.
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