7 weeks, 3 days...and the nausea sets in...

Originally written: February 2, 2009

It started at the very end of my 6th week, but since Saturday (7 weeks, 1 day), it's been a lot worse. I still haven't thrown up, but from about 10am - 12-12:30pm it's pretty bad. It makes me not only feel dizzy and nauseas, but it makes me feel really tired when it happens. All I want to do is lay down, but that's kind of hard when you're at work!

Our National Sales Meeting is this week which will be really hard on my body. Considering I already feel like crap, I'm pretty worried about what I'm in for. I just need to get through this week! Next week is my first real doctor's appointment and I'm supposed to get a vaginal ultra-sound. This makes me really happy because I want the doc to give me a better EDD or at least confirm the one I have (9/18/2009). I also want to know that there's a heartbeat and everything is progressing as normal. If all goes well, then I plan on telling Jade the following day about the pregnancy, and I also plan on telling Liz so I can quit Weight Watchers. I really didn't want anyone to know until after the first trimester is over, but it's kind of hard when you have so much resting on one thing.

Besides nausea I think my sense of smell is getting stronger. I open the fridge and can smell last night's leftovers. I can smell the lip gloss of my co-worker next to me. Perfumes and body sprays of others are so much more potent. And none of this goes really well with my queasy stomach.

I'm still a bit stressed out about what we're going to do when the baby is born. All of the reassuring my mom gave to me was based on that she thought it would take a year for me to get pregnant. Which she should have disclosed that to me at the time, but didn't, so now we're a lot "earlier" than she thought. So it looks like I won't have the help I was promised. And since they're set on not giving me a raise to take this new job, there's now no way we could afford for Jeff to quit his job. That would have been at least a possibility with a raise and now it's just a dream. But I'm not going to continue on with that bullshit and how I feel like my boss completely stabbed me in the back...I'm just not sure what our options are going to be considering daycare will cost all of Jeff's salary. I have to talk to my parents more over the next few months and see what their final verdict is.

It's odd...but we've only told a few people about the pregnancy and the very few we told weren't as excited as I thought they would be. His mom, a few of our friends. I guess their reactions were just different than what I expected. Some of our friends were completely overjoyed, but others were like "Oh, congrats..." and onto the next part of the conversation. It's a bit disappointing actually considering we don't have many friends, so those we do have, we were hoping for a little more excitement. But oh well! I guess we're in a different place in life than most of our friends, so that probably makes a difference.

That's it for now - the smell of lip-gloss is making me want to puke!