This morning sickness business has taken a turn for the worse. No more gentle tapping reminders... instead it's full force punches to my stomach.
As most of you know, I do daycare. Dirty diapers and I have never been good friends. As you can imagine, our relationship has become even more stressed since morning sickness arrived at my door. It seems that everything is less appealing. That includes foods, drinks, scented lotions, shampoo, toothpaste and the list goes on.
My doctor suggested ginger chews, prego pops or pressure point wristbands. I chose the wristbands because well, they have no smell or taste. I thought the bands might have been working last night but this morning the nausea had returned. I may have to try out the other options.
I am definitely not a nap type of person. This week, I am constantly thinking about napping or going back to bed. Speaking of sleep, I have been very tired by bedtime but I seem to be sleeping very lightly. I am not uncomfortable or having bad dreams so I am not sure why I am waking up so easily and having a difficult time going back to sleep. This isn't helping with my daytime fatigue.
All I can say is "this too shall pass...".
I have my first appointment next week. I am very anxious to see the little bubbas on the screen. I know they will still be very teeny tiny but we should be able to see something. It will be pretty neat to get a little sneak peek at them. According to one website, the size at 6 weeks is similar to that of a small bean, about half an inch.