If ‘Happy Days’ was playing now I would be dragging the needle across the record to an abrupt end (you just don’t get the same dramatic effect pressing stop on a CD player!).
Back to the same old same old….Nausea, check. Tiredness, check. Indigestion, check. Constipation, DOUBLE CHECK!!!! AAAARGH! Not only that but now I’ve got spots aswell!
Oh the glamour! I look like I’ve fallen asleep somewhere and some smartarse has decided that it would be funny to draw a dot-to-dot on my face! Fantastic. Now I look as awful as I feel! Roll on second trimester where I will miraculously be transformed from a grouchy, snarling, spotty blob to a blooming radiant flower, all serenity and comfy shoes!
I have had my first antenatal check which I was initially excited about as I thought that it may actually make feel pregnant instead of just, well, pants! However, even that was quite an anticlimax! We just went through all the paperwork and stuff to get me into the system and I had to recount my first two pregnancies including details of the labour. (That word has to be whispered at the moment!!!) I don’t know what I was expecting really, it was almost as if I wanted them to ‘confirm’ my pregnancy not just take my word for it!! I mean, I could be lying! I’m not...But I could be!
Oh well, I’ve got to ring the hospital next week to arrange my first scan appointment. Now that is exciting! If a bit scary! As well as the dating bit which basically tells you whether or not your dates are right and the bit where you actually get to see that something is really and truly there; they also measure the fluid in the back of the Baby’s neck which, when put against your blood test results and a bit of mathematical wizardry they can tell you your chances of having a healthy baby. Fingers crossed everything will be fine and I’ll have a little picture of our little peapod (this weeks roughage reference!).
At least then we’ll have something that we can show the kids that they can actually see and perhaps understand a little more about what is happening and, perhaps (I hope) be a bit more forgiving of my lethargy and forgetfulness! I feel so guilty that they are taking a back seat against everything at the moment. For example, the other day I had a complete epiphany, ‘Just because I’m not hungry, doesn’t mean to say that my children aren’t hungry. They may need feeding!....’ That’s just a thought that no half-decent Mummy should ever have to think!!!!
All I want is some peace and quiet and a poo! Is that really too much to ask?.....
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