I always heard "every pregnancy is different", which after my first pregnancy I thought that was terrific news! To me, it couldn't have gotten much worse than that. With my little munchkin, I was sick until I was 32 weeks and basically suffered from every horrid symptom you read about in what to expect. I really thought possibly I would get knocked up with a boy, and my body would LOVE being pregnant and it would be wonderful. People tell me how great it is being pregnant and how their hair is so wonderful, they have more energy than ever before. Well those people are NUTTY.
Believe it or not, I'm even more sick with this baby. Popping a higher dosage of my beloved Zofran twice a day and still struggling to keep food down. At 7 1/2 weeks pregnant, I already look like a blimp. You better believe this pregnancy is different!!
But you know what? This pregnancy is different. Everyday I look at the finished product of all that pregnancy brings. When I watch my daughter giggle and play, I can't help but praise God for the puking & nausea. I know what is coming. A perfect little baby that will be the light of my life.
So you won't hear complaints from me. Because I know better this time around how much it really IS worth it.