It isn't easy being green

So my post today is about dreaded morning sickness....
DON"T STOP READING!
I promise, no gory details....although it does amaze me that EVERY single woman on earth who has ever BEEN morning sick LOVES to tell me their horror story. I suppose it is to make me feel better. But to tell you the truth it just turns me greener.

But anyway, tonight's post is about the fact that when I first became pregnant (and my sister can vouch for this) I used to moan and complain that I had no idea if everything was working right because I WASN"T morning sick (that's right people, I apparently already had what one reader of this blog has deemed 'pregnancy brain'). My sister rightly told me that I was CRAZY that I should GO TAKE A NAP and I should enjoy the few weeks of eating that I had left.

Of course she was right.
And lo and behold I got home to Daniel and promptly have not been able to be in our kitchen for longer than 5 minutes at a time...although I did manage to make a peach cobbler on Wednesday night once he gathered the ingredients from the refrigerator for me (and I managed to not puke until the crisp was safely in the oven). It was delicious by the way and did not feel like cheating (see last post).

But I do remember the first time I had to run to the bathroom. And the strangest thing happened. I finished (remember I promised no gory details), came out of the bathroom and Daniel was all, are you okay, and giving me a hug and I remember having to hide a grin.

Because you see (and this is the crazy pregancy brain talking) when you are nauseous and vomiting you feel pregant and hence you feel as if everything is okay and working well. So though you feel like crap you also feel reassured: this is normal, this is good, it means I have a healthy pregnancy going on.

Which brings me to this next point which is REALLY CRAZY. When I am not nauseous and vomiting and actually feeling pretty dang good (despite the fact that none of my pants fit) I then get the what ifs and the worries and the oh I wish I were done with this first trimester jitters.

So, it's been a hard week. I'm tired. I'm tired of being green and I'm really tired of worrying.