The date that the newest biological Krom is due to arrive!
This pregnancy has been the worst so far. I was completely unprepared for the intensity of the nausea and the frequency of the vomiting. It got so bad that at one point it was recommended that I check into the hospital for fluids. I didn't have to go, and instead got on a miracle drug called Zofran. I have never been on medication for morning sickness, although I have always been really sick in the first trimester.
Zofran worked wonders for my sickness. I was able to leave the bathroom floor, and actually function at a near normal capacity. Although I was still throwing-up often, I really didn't feel sick anymore. I did receive a small amount of criticism about being on the drug. Well-meaning people who did not think I was making the best choices for my body or my baby. After all, tons of women "tough it out" with their sickness without any intervention.
Something I noticed about these people is that they did not have any pregnancies, or they did not experience morning sickness with their pregnancies. And I am not talking about the occasional sick feeling. I felt sick 24 hours a day for over seven weeks. I would dream about being sick while I was asleep. Sometimes I would vomit 15 to 30 times a day. I have a black hole in my memory from the end of July until the beginning of this week. Our Idlewild passes went unused for most of August, Keystone Lake was forgotten. My main objective was to get through the day.
As I begin to surface from this sea of nausea, I realize how many people helped me survive. My neighbor brought over PB&J's when Mike was away and I couldn't get out of a chair without vomiting. Allison often took charge of providing for my kids and household. Michael took over all of my duties, as well as his own, and all of this in the middle of a kitchen remodel, and preparing to return to SVC for the school year. My mama and Grandmother cleaned and cleaned and cleaned some more while they visited. Many friends prayed for my recovery and called to check-in.
I will be 12 weeks pregnant tomorrow. I am not 100%, but I am definitely better. I have only taken one pill since Monday. Growing a human is hard work. Sometimes during the last seven weeks I wasn't sure that I would make it. At my midwife appointment we were able to hear the heartbeat for the first time. "There's definitely someone in there!" my midwife announced. Yes, there is. And that little person has been worth every second of the last seven weeks.