You might as well know. I am currently gestating child No. 2 and am 11 1/2 weeks along. I came into this pregnancy wildly optimistic that I would not experience any morning sickness at all, because I was starting the off with such great footing, nutritionally speaking.
Please excuse me while I pee my pants laughing at my naivety.
For the first week or so, I did feel great, but that is no great feat since it takes a while for those pesky pregnancy hormones to start rapping up to great heights. And then I fell. I fell hard from my lofty pregnancy goals of which I have no control. This first trimester has been wretched. I experienced "morning" sickness my last pregnancy too, along with strong food aversions, but it is worse this time. So much so that, although I love the thought of having three kids, I might just settle for two. At this stage, when I am still very much in the trenches, going through this a third time sounds pretty much impossible.
After spending an extended weekend lying more or less prone on the couch crippled with extreme nausea, I caved and called the midwife asking for some chemical remedies. (Pills. I wanted pills). I started with 1/2 a pill of unisom and 50mg of B6 twice a day (morning and evening). The result was wonderful. I was able to function again. However, I should clarify that by function, I really mean just get off the couch and perhaps drag Finn and I to a couple of places. Unisom does have a rather sedative effect. (Shocking, I know since it is a sleeping pill). And although I am glad not to be nauseous, I am not really glad about being a walking zombie. (And Mr. F. doesn't appreciate it either as I make really crap conversation and basically can't function beyond what is absolutely necessary). So, on talking to the midwife today, I decided to give Zofran a go. I just took my first pill, so I can't really comment yet on whether my life will significantly improve, but I am hopeful.
Yeah, I used to be such a purist. "I don't want to take any medication during pregnancy...yada yada yada." But that is only because I didn't feel the pain. I am singing a different tune this pregnancy. My goal is to survive. And perhaps still take reasonable care of my current child.
This explains the lack of photography as well. I tried to take some pictures of some paint swatches the other night, and all I got were blurry shots. In my sedated state, it was entirely too complicated to switch from manual to auto focus. I will not be handling expensive equipment until I am confident I am completely rational. (I will probably have to rely on Mr. F. to give me the o.k. Because am I ever completely rational? I don't know).
Today was our first midwife appointment. We had an ultrasound and was able to see the tyke bob around and listen to his/her heartbeat (160 bpm). We brought Finn with us, and when asked he will say that the baby said "vrum vrum vrum." It is cute. I am sure he has no concept, but still, it is cute.