With the nausea as bad as it’s been (all day, 24/7) I finally decided to take some unisom. It was my magic pill when I was pregnant with Devin, really helped with the nausea for as long as I needed it to. Unfortunately last time I wasn’t working full time like I am now. I took that pill and felt like I’d been hit by a mac truck. A wall of exhaustion. I wasn’t nauseous all day, which was great… but I was falling asleep at my desk instead. So I called the nurses and asked for something else. They put in a prescription for Zofran, I’ll pick that up from the pharmacy in a little bit.

I was supposed to go to a support meeting last night, and I had fully intended to go…. but considering it was a half hour drive in the dark, and I was dozing off just sitting still, I thought it might be smart to skip it. I crawled into bed and fell asleep… for 12 hours. I do remember getting up once to pee, but that was it. Out cold. I thought I’d wake up wide awake in the middle fo the night and putter around online, but… nope. I guess I really needed to catch up on my sleep.

It’s really weird not feeling constantly pukey. I mean, it’s really nice being able to eat things and function without staying 5 steps from the bathroom, but it’s also… disconcerting. I find myself checking my other symptoms to make sure they’re still there. Boobs still swollen? Check. Ovaries twinging? Check. Bloated? Check check. And this is just days after a really good ultrasound! I don’t know, with the baby so tiny and all it feels like it could all just poof and disappear on me at any second.

I am really looking forward to getting into my second trimester… to getting a real belly (instead of this bloat belly), to feeling movement, and to maybe stop worrying about miscarriage quite so much. I just want to move forward. It still feels far too tenuous.