I have birthday parties and Halloween to catch up on, but I don't seem to be getting to those. So here's the quick story on the pregnancy.
I'll be 15 weeks tomorrow. This is quite significant, as I generally feel much better around 15 or 16 weeks.
This is my journal... my record of my life, so please don't read my list of symptoms as complaining. I want to chronicle how all of this goes for me.
Pregnancy number four has continued to be my best ever. I have rarely crossed the line from sickness to misery, though I have been pretty consistently sick. I have not thrown up much, which helps me a great deal mentally. Although I have lost six pounds due to lack of eating, I know that I eat consistently and that what I eat is healthy, so I'm confident of the nutrition that I am taking in. In past pregnancies, I have vomited to much, I often wondered how I could be nourishing either of us.
Food has no appeal to me. I eat only because I know that it's the right thing to do. Even my favorite foods are bland and unappealing. I especially recoil at anything sweet. I eat very little sugar. Nick sometimes says that he is jealous of this and that he could stand finding treats so repugnant. I have eaten just a couple Halloween candies, but only because I keep hoping that something will taste great. Can you imagine going for months without ever being pleased and satisfied by food? I am truly hoping that I will be over this in time for a wonderful Thanksgiving dinner!
My days are pretty much the same. I get Bethelle to the bus, then do the minimal amount of work that I can get away with. I sit on the couch a lot and watch way more TV than usual. My energy level is very low. I am grateful, though, for the things that I can do. I can take care of the kids without much trouble. I can do the grocery shopping. I have gotten the kids all the places that they have needed to be, like soccer and girl scouts. I was even in a musical (post on that to come later). It was more than I had the energy to do, but I did it anyway. And I have done all of this more easily than in past pregnancies.
Like I said, I don't mean all this as complaints. I am blessed to be able to be pregnant whenever I want and to have had three healthy babies, with all signs of this baby also being healthy. Life is good, but I am looking forward to when life is a little better, and hoping that all these symptoms will be over soon.
Week 100 (last e-mail to Ben as a missionary)
4 months ago