I'm a pregnant mama. It's not for the faint of heart. I am sick. Like really sick with this pregnancy. I thought I was bad with munchkin, but this is like 100 times worse. I live from zofran to zofran and try to force down anything the baby won't reject. Which is pretty much everything. We just prayerfully hope all is well with 2.0 since we still have not been to the doctor. I'm nearly 10 weeks and still havent been! Nuts! We were supposed to go yesterday but Oklahoma was hit yet again by a massive snow storm so they cancelled my appointment. We go next Wednesday and they promised me an ultrasound. Good grief I'd hope so! I'm almost through the first trimester!
So needless to say, I'm a terrible blogger now. This is literally the first time I've touched the computer all week. I'm beyond exhausted. I try to sleep while the baby is napping, and if I don't take an evening zofran I'm worthless by about 4pm. I feel like a terrible mom most days because it's difficult to even focus on and enjoy my daughter because I'm so consumed with sickness and exhaustion.
But I'm a mommy first, and a blogger second. The moments with my daughter will not last forever. The blog will be here tomorrow.
Please pray that the sickness doesn't last as long with this pregnancy (I was sick until 32 weeks with my first). Please pray that all is perfect with the baby. Pray that I don't stab someone with a pencil. The hormones are on overload and causing my patience to be at a minimum.
I need prayer. I need ice cream. I need a nap.
But for now, I'm going to squeeze my daughter who is 10 months going on 10 years. She's what keeps me going.