Good Times, Really Good Times

Ah, the early days of pregnancy. I’d forgotten the joys of becoming nauseated by sounds (and just about anything else). I didn’t remember what it was like for my stomach to be hungry while my brain rejects the idea of food — any food.

And sleep — sleep is awesome too, what with the not being able to get comfortable, and the getting up to pee in the middle of the night. I’m only 7 weeks along — I don’t even have a belly yet! But I’ve still had to get out the trusty body pillow, which DH loves (he called it the blockade pillow today, and he’s not wrong).

The hormonal emotional swings are also fun for the whole family. Oh, and the exhaustion. Check, check.

I am a delight to know these days. Please come by, you’d be in for a real treat.

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About Grape

I've got the world's best kids and husband. Great house, steady job. I'm living the American dream. The trick is to appreciate it. I'm working on that part.
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2 Responses to Good Times, Really Good Times

  1. Jane says:

    You want good times? I’ll remind you in another 30 weeks what good times really are…

    Husband has to tie my shoes for me. Ha.

  2. Julie says:

    Sigh. The whole pregnancy should be like the 2nd trimester. I LIKE the 2nd trimester.

    No fair.

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