Week 6- symptoms started up... I had to (and still) visit the bathroom an average of 10 times during the day and 3 during sleep hours. The nausea amped up, but only throwing up a couple times. Back started hurting and had a bit of spotting (totally normal and it went away).
Week 7- only change was the level of nausea. It went from okay to bad.
Week 8- Nausea goes from bad to worse.
Week 9- Nausea goes from worse to unbearable.
Week 10- Nausea goes back to just bad. Sssssooooooooo incredibly thankful for that! I only threw up once every couple of days instead of throwing up 5 times every day.
Week 11- so far the nausea has stayed the same. I'm learning to actually function now.
I still go potty every hour and every 3 in the middle of the night. My kids let me sleep in until 8:30pm (such a blessing!). Since I stay at home my only real responsibilities are my two and a half year old, my almost 11 month old, and making sure there are enough clean dishes and laundry to get by.
My menu, to-do lists, and other nice reminders of my plans pretty much were thrown out the window a few weeks back so I'm free-styling my day to day activities. It's days where the kids are crazy, nothing has been done, and I just want to curl into a ball and cry that I'm so thankful that I stay at home all day long because I have the freedom to curl up into a ball without worrying about my co-workers calling CPS or the State Hospital. My kids are so gracious, really they are. My daughter goes and gets things and my son likes to entertain himself by walking everywhere. Yes- did I mention my son actually walks now? That started a couple of weeks ago. He's pretty much amazing. My daughter speaks in sentences and enjoys telling me "No." often. What can I say? She's a toddler.
I"m beginning to realize that the more children I have- the more lax I become in what used to be a very rigid parenting style. I'm thankful my daughter has a more "chillaxed" mommy now and one playmate/brother. :-) Not that discipline and training are not present in this house because they sure are, but I no longer expect myself to be a perfect parent nor do I expect to have perfect children or a perfect house. haha- what was I thinking?! How in the world could I ever have perfect anything when I am so imperfect to start out with?! *sigh*
To all the ladies out there who don't have children... don't judge a frazzled, impatient, or "weak"-willed mommy. You don't know what it's like until you experience it for yourself. And for those ladies who still think baby harnesses are child-abuse, I used to think so too until I walked into an area with hundreds of total strangers with a toddler bursting at the seams. Mind you- I still don't have one, but I have thought about it.
Okay okay- enough ranting and raving and chatting and well... expressing myself. I'm going to bed before I feel the need to see my prenatal pills again. G'nite! :-)
