Wednesday, August 29, 2012

BLAH.

I want to play blog catch up. I so badly do. But once my littles are tucked cozily into bed, I am exhausted and clutching my Kemps bucket for dear life.

It's a funny thing, having morning sickness. Ok, who am I kidding? I officially rename it all day every day sickness. When I have it, all I want to do is feel better. I pray to God that he will help me get through the day, be a good mom, and heck, maybe fold a load of laundry or two. But on those days when he answers my prayers and I feel good, I'm begging him that my little bean is still healthy and growing just fine in there. And then when the nausea returns I breath a sigh of relief, then curse it all over again.

Hopefully I don't have too much longer to go with this part, and truthfully it has eased up a bit in the past two weeks. But I still carry barf bags with me everywhere I go and sleep with my bucket on the nightstand. You just never know when it's gonna hit.

Then I look at this and remember why it's all worth it, and get lost in baby dreams. Which in my opinion, are the best kind.

4 comments:

  1. Love. (OK, not the barfing part. Hope you feel better. But that ultrasound? Love that.)

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  2. Happy to hear the yucky-ness is starting to go away! Hang in there, I feel your pain!!!! You look absolutely beautiful, though, and one would never know how crummy you're feeling! Hugs:)

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  3. Love :) Mostly because I can relate. And I think the magnitude of your sickness far exceeds mine, but I can still relate. The second your boobs don't hurt very much or your feel a tad better, you panic that something is wrong. Then the symptoms come back and you try to wish it all away again. Hang in there (that's what I tell myself)!

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  4. Oh girl it is so worth it. Love that picture...growing like a weed.

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