I remembered the nausea (not because it was terrible, but because that’s the most oft-repeated question throughout the whole pregnancy: “Do you have morning sickness?”) and the big belly. Funny how everything else vanished from my memory, until it happened again.
I completely forgot about the extreme fatigue and the severe thirst. So, pregnancy #1, I had nausea, fatigue and thirst from about weeks 5–7. This time around, the fatigue lasted from weeks 5–10. Maybe because I couldn’t sleep anytime I wanted to… I had a baby to chase around. But both times, it was incredible fatigue. I wondered if my personality had changed, permanently. I couldn’t imagine ever feeling motivation or ambition again. I just wanted to sleep and watch TV and be passive.
Like a miracle, again, it finally faded. I didn’t need to sleep all day. I got back into writing in my journal and making plans to meet people for lunch. I signed my kid up for baby gymnastics. I signed myself up for a Coursera course, and a local book club (party animal!). I asked my parents to babysit, ongoing, for half a day on Tuesdays and Thursdays, so I can get some Me Time.
It feels good.
The first ultrasound is next week. Eep!
In other news, here’s a video of Kit at my parents’ house, terrorising the dogs.