Light at the end of the tunnel

Had a very rough week last week. The sickness seemed to kick up a notch and I was on the couch or running to the loo most days. I'm actually very grateful that I was feeling so ill. Three women in my pregnancy internet group lost their babies last week. We're all due in November and are at about the same point in our pregnancies. Last week was a crucial week for the babies' development which is probably why I felt so ill and, unfortunately, why there were so many miscarriages. It's so incredibly sad to read their experiences and remember how it feels to lose a baby. That rollercoaster of fear and hope when you think it might be happening and then the dreadful realisation that all hope is gone.

If I wasn't feeling so sick I think I would be freaking out, so worried about losing this pregnancy too. Luckily, things seem to be going well. We have an ultrasound next Wednesday so I'm just looking forward to that and hopefully getting further comfirmation that things are progressing well.

I'm definitely feeling pregnant. My belly is getting so big. I'm undeniably showing already. It's even getting uncomfortable to sleep at night. I need four pillows - one under my head, one between my knees, one behind my back and one in front of me for my arm to lay on. Last week I had eggrolls and maple syrup for lunch one day. I'm tired pretty much all the time and still feeling sick regularly. I need to make a doctor's appointment as I haven't heard from the midwives yet. I want to get registered before we go to the States in May.

I'm feeling slightly optimistic that the sickness is getting better, or I'm getting better at dealing with it. I eat something every two hours and have only small meals. That makes a big difference. I just hope I'm feeling a little more energetic in time for Texas. I'll definitely need the energy then.