6 and 7 week bump update
I'll be honest that before I started feeling much of any symptoms I felt a little nervous and prayed that my symptoms would be "strong."
Imagine: I just woke up, it's about 7am. I get out of bed, stuffing a cracker into my dry mouth and trying to sip some water. All while trying to allow Seth to sleep. I crunch as quiet as I can.
I thought I felt fine. I walked into the hallway and headed towards the closet to get some dog food for Astro.
I never made it. Instead I ended up in the front bathroom, throwing up with Astro between my legs, holding him back from eating my vomit, AND peeing my pants. All at the same time.
It was New Year's Day. We got up, made a yummy french toast breakfast, I tried not to throw up, and we sat down to watch a movie. I had been up a total of one maybe two hours. I thought I'd take a nap. I fell asleep.
I woke up FOUR hours later. FOUR!
The day was over. It was almost time to go to bed. I told Seth, "you know, you can wake me up." I slept my entire New Year's Day away.
Pregnancy is glamorous.