We're back from our trip to Mexico, tired and wrung out from jumping time zones, airport layovers and altitude changes...oh yeah and being pregnant.The morning sickness went away justlikethat but the fatigue has hit me so hard this pregnancy that I'm having a hard time believing it will ever go away. I have noticed that when the fatigue becomes extreme like it was yesterday after travelling I feel very flu-like, feverish, sweaty and nauseous. When mil asked me what I was making for lunch yesterday two hours after we got in I just stared off blankly. "Whatever you want to make" I said finding it hard to believe she thought I was thinking about her stomach the last few hours of my 27 hours stuck on a boeing 767 beside a snoring violinist. I really wish that woman would travel more. We'd told her three times it had been over 24 hours since we'd last slept! But she just stared off in space and started rambling on about roasted chickens and then said "I suppose I could go up in town to the open air market. Are you going to come and help Christine?" I tried hard not to scream loudly and just shoved fifty euros in her palm and said "I need to sleep" and she was happy as a lark because as usual it was all about having to pay for it and not about whether I was willing to help. She skipped off and I suppose bought a chicken I don't know because I fell asleep and slept for five hours straight.
So other than fatigue everything is okay with the baby (we hope). The belly is slightly larger and I have taken to wearing stretchy skirts and lycra influenced tops. I still haven't had the courage to peek into the old box of maternity clothes yet, because that does take courage and lots of confidence and we aren't over that many hurdles yet although nearly ten and a half weeks is a good start. I will have to brave it soon though because yoga pants are a little too "sahm" for me and then it's just one step away from pony tails and no makeup because "hey why bother."
I have a scan on Thursday and I'll get to see the little sushi to see what s/he's doing and how s/he's growing, hopefully healthy and well. I'm really excited to see her* again but the old heart-in-the-throat feeling started on Monday and will not let up. I hope I don't die from anxiety beforehand. I think I might.
I just hope that little heart is still beating. If it is then a round of maragaritas is on the house!
*the her/him thing gets old so I'm just choosing one for now
6 comments:
Chris! So good to have you back! I have Chris Blog withdrawal when you are gone! LOL.
While you were away, I found out we are having a BOY! :O) So far everything looks good but we are still waiting on the amnio results.
GOod luck on your scan Thursday! I'll be looking for your update!
Arwen
So glad to know you had a wonderful vacation AND that you have learned how to manage your MIL like a champ. I wish I could take lessons from you! Looking forward to hearing about your scan.
Arwen I went to the 2nd tri board late last night and searched for your post to know. I'm so happy for you guys!! Benji will have a little brother. How cute is that!
MB managing mil is an art I only dream of mastering.
Hello from NJ, USA. I enjoy reading your blog about your home renovations (found on houseblogs.net) and that's how I found this one. I was never blessed with children (I'm probably your mother's age or older), also never had a mother-in-law. I am curious, using a currency converter you gave the dried up old prune $68 for a chicken. How much do chickens cost over there?!? Did she bring back any change?
She wanted YOU to take care of lunch? WTF?
Glad you are back. I am looking forward to hearing about Thursday's ultrasound.
Kathy you'd have to know mil. And yes she kept all the money because apparently we owed them money for extra diapers and juice. I have no idea how she used one and a half packages of diapers on ds over 6 days! That's 6 diapers a day on a toddler. And the juice thing is astronomical: 18 boxes of juice! We only give him two a week if that. She made it clear that we (meaning me) were thoughtless for not having left enough supplies. Dried up old prune made me laugh out loud! Thanks for sympathizing.
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