The dreaded MS

Week 6 - morning sickness has made its debut.

There I was thinking how I might be one of the lucky few to skip it altogether when making my lunch this morning out of leftover lemon chicken and asparagus made me feel like throwing up.

By lunchtime, I wasn't feeing much better and the only food that didn't make want to gag was hot chips. After eating the small pack, I can tell you I never want to see hot chips again. I never want to see any fried food again for that matter.

Got home and had some ice cream which seemed appealing enough to begin with. I doubt I will be eating it any time soon.

I tell myself I should eat something nutritious but everything that comes to mind makes me nauseous.

And it's way past morning for it to be called morning sickness.

Starting to feel pregnant

I felt my first symptom of back pain. It was mild at first but then started getting a bit stronger. I read that walking helps so J and I went on one. It really did help until evening when it came back. I did some special exercises that I looked up on the internet and that alleviated the pain.

I also have moments of mild cramping, similar to when I get my period. Fortunately they have been decreasing.

No nausea yet and I'd like to keep it that way.

Two pink lines

After last month's pregnancy disappointment, I convinced myself that this month was going to be the same. I didn't even get any symptoms to obsess about. Until this week when my period was due. One look at my nipples really gave it away. I have never seen them so huge or so pointy. A sharp twitch-like cramp on my left side of the stomach was also a little suspicious.

A pregnancy test this morning confirmed everything. I didn't even expect for the two pink lines to appear so quickly.

J and I couldn't be happier. Fingers crossed everything goes well.

“Love me when I deserve it least, because that's when I need it most.”

Weekends of the Newlyweds

This is the conversation I have most Monday mornings.

Work colleague: How was you weekend?
me: it was great!
Work colleague: What did you get up to?
me: nothing much... just some housework...

When I was a teenager, I would never dream of saying something like that for fear of sounding like a nerdy loser. Now I don't care because I know what I really did on the weekend.