Our Story: No Morning Sickness

I had yet to enjoy any pregnancy related sickness in my few short weeks of the condition. I had some light spotting and bleeding, and some sensitivity to smells. I was also fairly tired and went to bed early most nights. But I didn’t have the run to the toilet pukes so well documented in the movies and pregnancy books. If this was my ‘morning sickness’ I could handle it with flying colors. When family and friends found out about my joyous circumstance, they inevitably asked if I had been sick. I had been able to report that I was handling pregnancy quite well thus far.

The morning after we told my in-laws, I woke up and wanted to die. My head hurt, I was dizzy, I was nauseated, and I felt swollen and exhausted. The list of symptoms went on and on. I didn’t even want to get up. Of course, I dragged myself to the bathroom because my bladder was about to explode, but I sulked back to the bedroom and made Ryan bring me water and soda crackers. This was miserable. I had to be in top form for that evening because we were to tell the rest of Ryan’s extended family at the big get together. I couldn’t let on that I wasn’t feeling well.

A long morning nap and passing up the opportunity to go shopping with my mother-in-law seemed to surprise everyone, since my report just the day before was ‘no symptoms.’
Poor Ryan was worried about me and about the coming announcement. I assured him I’d be okay. He attended to my every need, bringing me string cheese sticks, crackers, water, milk, juice, Tylenol, and anything else that might tickle my pajama wearing fancy.

Later in the afternoon, I took a shower, which exhausted me further. I rested and then got up to dress, do my hair and make up. Another sitting session on the couch to catch my breath and wait out the dizziness and I was ready to go. Pregnancy sucks.