Oh, the joys of pregnancy! Don't get me wrong, I am thrilled that we are expecting again but this nausea thing is just killer. It seems like this pregnancy has been so different than my pregnancy with Avery. Memory of pain and sickness is a funny thing... You never seem to remember it being quite as intense as it really was.
I know that I was sick with Avery --- I remember feeling really crummy until week 14, but I was still able to function without using drugs. The only thing that seems to help keep the nausea at bay is a good dose of Fenegren. After I take the Fenegren, I enter a coma for a good 4 hours at a time. I never threw up when I was pregnant with Avery, but with this little guy I have already logged quite a few hours hanging out with the porcelain throne. By the way, you are never reminded more clearly that you need to quit neglecting your bathroom cleaning duties until you spend a few hours staring into your toilet bowl.
As I was writing my mom's mother's day card this year, I started thinking about all of the sacrifices that mothers make for their children. I've learned in my 19+ months of motherhood that evidently, Motherhood means never going to the bathroom alone again. It means every drink is "our" drink. It means knowing all of the words to the songs on Yo! Gabba! Gabba! It's eating cold meals so that your child can eat a hot one, and that the backseat of your car will never been clean again. It means having a monster-pile of laundry that never seems to go away. And currently, as in my case, it means feeling like you want to puke your guts out for a good 3 months at a time.
But the beauty of motherhood far outweighs the bad. Because motherhood also means getting lots of sweet, slobbery kisses. It means not caring that you have jelly in your hair because your sweet girl likes to twirl it between her fingers when she's sleepy. It's those tender moments of magic as you rock your angel before bedtime. It's hearing the "moo-moo" song sung in a sweet baby voice from the backseat of your car. It's bubble baths, visits to the park, and afternoon walks. It's seeing the excitement in your baby's face when you pick her up from nursery. It's a million and one beautiful moments that make a few months of sickness totally worth it.