I’m 12 weeks, 5 days pregnant. Due date, 11/26. H and I decided to get on the merry-go-round one more time, and so we’ll be a family of five, with a third little girl joining us.
The first trimester has been its usual misery. Perhaps it’s easier when you know what you’re in for, but mainly it hasn’t been as severe this time as in past. Constant nausea, but no vomiting. I often feel OK for an hour or two in the morning, which gives me much needed mental relief. My last pregnancy, the vomiting was sufficiently severe that I took meds like Phenargen and Bonjesta during the day, both of which have fatigue as a side effect, which left me feeling like a miserable zombie. This time, the evenings have been brutal, the days hard, but the mornings are better. I’ve even been able to run in the mornings, albeit slowly for short distances, which has helped my mental state enormously.
It’s obviously been hard having this line up with taking a new job. I could have delayed switching jobs, or I could have delayed trying to get pregnant. But really, there’s never a good time. I’ve been working 30 to 35 hours a week, and hopefully I’ll feel better soon and be able to get up to 40 hours.