Be Careful What you Wish For
Right when I came down with my first morning sickness symptoms I caught a stomach virus from a family member. At the time I was unable to determine which symptoms were caused by the virus (and would therefore leave me in peace after a couple of days) and which were caused by morning sickness (and would therefore be sticking around for several more weeks!). In addition to which, a chronic condition which I thought I had put to bed has reared its ugly head again. Ever since I have been suffering with morning sickness I have had to also deal with the return of migraines. And these suckers like to make an appearance once or twice a week. It reminds me of that old addage, 'be careful what you wish for, because you might just get it!'.
All this has completely, and understandably, wiped me out. I have unapologetically been shirking my household duties. Luckily, Husband has been great at doing the dishes, because by 6pm I am utterly comatose. When I returned from work, after having been off sick for 4 days due to the virus, I was greeted by an impromptu meeting with my managers to discuss my ‘absenteeism’. Great. And I have not even told them yet that I am pregnant. I am sure that will go down extremely well.
The problem with being pregnant is that – unlike having a newborn – you have to get up and go to work and sit in meetings and discuss reports all the while feeling rougher than a hung-over teenager. I realise that sleepless nights and fatigue will be the norm when the kid is born – but I won’t have to be in work then! This, surely, is far worse!
But, I digress. I don’t want to complain. As I have been searching the internet for over the counter meds that are safe to take while pregnant as well as other natural remedies (natural remedies? Seriously? I have never been one to have ‘chamomile tea’ to help me sleep – I need the drugs! And now, when I need them most - Sorry no can do. Pregnant.) I have discovered that the trend these days is to moan and bitch about every little thing that goes along with pregnancy. I understand that we all need to vent and that by doing so we feel better, and that by sharing with others we realise we do not suffer alone, but honestly I think things have gone a bit too far.
As far as I am concerned, I am GLAD to be pregnant. I knew it was not going to be a picnic, but I am certainly not going to bitch and moan over every little thing as if I pregnancy is a punishment that has been ‘done’ to me. I chose it for crying out loud. So did most other women, I presume. Be careful what you wish for indeed!
So I will attempt to get through the next month of my first trimester with a bit of grace and gratitude. I will go back to my acupuncturist to help tackle the migraines. I will wear my travel sickness pressure point bands when taking the train to work. I will try my best to keep up with my workload and not call in sick because I am puking my guts up. All the while waiting for my first scan so that I can announce it to the office and finally get the sympathy I deserve.
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