In general, this has not been a good week for the Tiffany. Everything pisses me off. Everything makes me nauseous. My cats think their butts are 4-star views, especially so when you're trying to type an email and they want to plop right down in front of your computer monitor to preen themselves (butt included).
I've been home sick for two days. Yesterday was the absolute worst day (to date) of this pregnancy. I threw up seven times and had the sickest migraine concentrated behind my right eye. Only after eating one of those chalky, nasty Pepto Bismol tablets at 6 PM was I able to keep some food down. I think it was Ore-Ida crinkle cut fries.
Today I stayed home because I was weak and exhausted from throwing up and not having any food yesterday.
Work sucks because people assume that I want to help them. Okay, that's wrong to say. Work sucks because people like to dump responsibilities on me that I'm not aware of until there's a problem that needs to be fixed. That pisses me off because I'm a person who likes to plan and do things proactively. If you dump some shit in my lap that should have been solved a week ago, I get reaaaaaally pissed off.
But, in happy news, my free ultrasound on Wednesday was proof that I'm exactly as pregnant as I think I am. Yulp. The process was uncomfortable because it involved a set of cold metal stirrups and stripping from waist down, but I've got to tell you that nothing will awe you like seeing your kid's heart beat at 9 weeks.
I think every mommy-to-be is a little paranoid that they're going to hurt the microbaby if they take a teensy sip of Dr Pepper or can't stand food for a couple of days. Pregnancy isn't exactly idiot-proof, but the young'un has ways of protecting itself during your puking phase.
I've spent the past few days learning that there isn't shit on cable between 10 am and 2 pm. I've watched more Spongebob and Dora the Explorer than I care to admit. I'll just call it research, you know...for the baby.
Oh, and you can Click here to see a fancy-smancy ultrasound picture of the microbaby.
Posted by Tiffany at April 21, 2006 02:49 PM | TrackBackWow! How many weeks are you? It's already "babylike" it doesn't even look "shrimpish". Maybe it's very advanced for it's age. Heh. I remember mine when they were just flashing dots on the screen... It makes it very real, doesn't it? Even the most jaded, hard-hearted women gets misty-eyed at the first sight of their little munchkin. I'm very happy for you.
Posted by: Momotrips at April 22, 2006 10:06 AMWOW! Your baby is very advanced for 9 weeks! Have you found out the sex yet?
Posted by: Sheron at April 22, 2006 04:07 PMI'll be *counts on fingers* 10 weeks tomorrow (Sunday). The midwife at my OB practice said that's my no-more-barfing milestone, but I'll believe it when it happens.
No clue on the sex yet, but I have another free ultrasound at 15 weeks. I could probably pay to have one a couple of weeks before that, but I need that money for Chee-tos. I'm really curious to know, though....
Posted by: Tiffany at April 22, 2006 06:12 PM