Scrolling Saturdays: Sweet Retirement
Posted on February 23, 2008
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I got a solid 6.5 hours of sleep last nighy. I’m feeling much more terrestrial today. And I’m hopping onto another bandwagon:
This excerpt of a post is from five days after I found out I was pregnant with Isobel:
I must admit, it’s pretty freaky having this… Alien inside of me.
This has honestly become a quite momentous week - and I wouldn’t repeat it for a million dollars.
Starting on Tuesday, I could barely contain shouting it, telling random strangers, and not using it as an excuse to be as uber-bitchy as I love being. Instead, Wednesday came. A few more people knew, and I started feeling… less concerned about miscarriage. Why?
- constant vomiting;
- constant vomiting while being hungrier than I’ve ever been in my whole life (and I’ve fasted for more than 8 days, before);
- constant vomiting and hunger while wanting the really weird foods (tuna slathered in pickles, mayo and mustard, anyone? how about white toast with melted hersey’s kisses or that Lipton onion soup that people use as a recipe ingredient?);
- constant yada yada yada while virtually passing out with any movement; and
- constant blah blah blah, coupled with dog nose - the ability to smell anything, anywhere, as long as it’s something that will:
- make me vomit;
- make me need to eat; or
- make me mourn for a beer/caesar/screwdriver/anything illegal in powdered form.
Two days of this and I took Thursday and Friday off of work, stopping in to cry at my doctor’s office. They said I was supposed to go on bed rest starting Wednesday, why wasn’t I? Someone at work didn’t give me the message.
I have dangerously low blood pressure (explains the constant need for soup, Mr. Noodles, chips and crackers), which is making my pre-existing heart condition worse. Basically, everytime that I stand up, my blood pressure spikes negatively, and that helps my heart to skip a beat or two.
So, I guess I shouldn’t worry as much about miscarriage during these next couple of months, since the baby has already taken over. I know I’ll be fine, and even if I didn’t know that, I still wouldn’t change the path that I’m on. After all of the practice rounds I’ve had, I’m not able to forfeit this game.
If you wanna come aboard Scrolling Saturdays, clink on the bling, above.
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it totally is where us cool cats hang! great post! it is an amazing thing, pregnancy. the minute you find out, all you want to do is the right things for this “alien”…even if it means eating the grossest, most disgusting concoctions known to man. i had a major chicken aversion…hated the stuff, when generally, i don’t mind it. i never had any cravings, though. but…i remember that feeling of being hungrier than i’ve ever felt before…and then, that sick feeling that follows…if you don’t eat something!!
there is absolutely nothing better, on the planet, than your own children…nothing!!!
and your little girlie…she’s absolutely precious…and, i love her name!
xoxo
OMG! I’m so glad that you made it through the 9 months after all of this. Sounds like it was rough for a while.
I totally craved the lipton soup too, and anything like it.
I knew immediately when I was pregnant with both of my kids… didn’t need no stinkin’ pee stick. With the first one I craved broccoli (she now LURVES broccoli) the boy, it was Greek Salad (he can’t get enough feta cheese) weird huh?
Wow! Glad you have that gorgeous gal of yours, all safe and sound, in your arms! XOXO
Whew! Sounds like a good time… While I can’t exactly relate, I had some sympathy symptoms when my wife was pregnant…
I had sympathy emotions and would just start crying like a baby at even the slightest of sad song or movie. Yeah, real tough-guy-like, huh?
Have a good day!
I just started Scrolling Saturday too. It’s such a great idea! I’m glad I got to read your SS post this week. All I can say is…”Wow.”