Only seven weeks and already complaining

It was in the nail and screw aisle of Leroy Merlin that I started to feel dizzy yesterday. The cold shivers were coming in waves long before that and I wasn't feeling that fabulous the entire morning. I sat down on a nearby pile of lumber, buried my face in my hands and waited for everything to stop spinning. Seb was worried so we left the store and went to the car. "Miss you don't look well at all." (he really does call me Miss...hence the blog name btw)

In the next store I was feeling a little better so I decided not to sit in the car but go in and help Seb out with Little S. An hour later when we left I was positively green with nausea. Where earlier I'd been shivering, now I felt as if someone had stuck me in a sauna. I was fanning my face the entire way home. By the time we pulled in front of the house at home I ran to the bedroom and dove in to the bed. I woke up two hours later in a hazy fog. It was 8:30 and Seb had already fed and bathed Little S and was tucking him in bed. I felt well enough to eat two things and drink an Indian Tonic (good for grumbly stomachs). And I had the shivers again, go figure.

I don't know if this is normal pregnancy stuff or not. I did get really scared in the stores because just before I miscarried in Carrefour three years ago I got very nauseous and flu like just like that. I feel better today though just very, very tired. I hope this is all just side effects of the pregnancy flu.

With Little S I never got sick except of course during the whole overstimulation episode. I took a few naps here and there but the fatigue was nothing like this. And I never felt ill or had any food aversions. With this pregnancy it seems to me that everything tastes slightly off. Everything tastes metallic and odd. I am really attracted to fruits and especially grapefruits but there isn't much else that holds interest for me.

And I'm enormous. It's only 7 weeks 5 days and you'd think I was swallowing those grapefruits whole. I look like I did at 5 months with Little S. It's frightening to think of how big I might actually get.