By the end of the day lately, I am wiped. Today is worse than usual. I’ve had a few moments throughout the day where I feel like I’m just so sick of feeling sick that I wonder if this will ever lift. Of course, it will. It’s just hard to see that from inside this fog where every single day I’ve been on and off nauseous all day, headaches, achy, fatigued, and yet still working full time, momming, doing laundry and chores and dishes and cooking. Today I feel so bloated and physically uncomfortable. This little baby is taking it out of me way more than pep ever did.
I know I should be grateful, of course, for the little human growing inside me, and I am. Of course I am. But I’m also so ready to just start feeling better. It’s amazing how much more difficult routine tasks become when you’re nauseous and have a headache and can’t really take anything for either. So thankful for the end of the first trimester, which is looming closely in the next week or so.
