A letter to baby...

Dear Baby,

Hi baby bean, it’s me mommy. Listen, I love you a ton, more than you’ll ever know, and I know that seems crazy as we haven’t met yet and you’re just this tiny little being floating happily along inside me, but I do, I truly do love you so very much. So when mommy says that you need to cut this morning sickness stuff out, like now, it’s said with lots and lots of love, ok? Seriously though kid, I’d hate for you to have to spend you first weeks in the big world in time out, and if you don’t let mommy have one day, heck, even one hour of nausea free life soon, well, let’s just say we’ve got a naughty chair all picked out for you.

Love,
Your Mommy.

Yes, I’m still fighting morning (all day) sickness. Truthfully… it’s better, but better doesn’t really count when you’re down to 22.5 hours a day of feeling sick from 24. I feel like such an ungrateful slug for complaining, at least I’m pregnant, I know. Trust me; I want to be that happy, I want to feel great and be glowing and doing pre-natal Pilates and yoga. I’d love to be that mom, but it’s just not happening yet. I’m sick, I’m nauseous, and not just a little, it’s this constant, I’m going to loose it feeling. I feel like I’m choking all day long, I’m hot and then cold, clammy and dizzy, smells bother me, movement bothers me, even sound bothers me. All in all, I’m just a real joy to be around!! The funny part is even with all this complaining, griping, moaning and bellyaching… I’m so freaking happy!! It’s a funny thing pregnancy, I’ve never been so miserably happy in my life.