Maybe I have a weaker constitution than my fellow double X chromsoners, but pregnancy is hard. So is living with a mischievous 10 month old puppy – fortunately when he pilfers something from a table or box, he always comes to show me his find so I can rescue it before he kills it within an inch of its life. Anyway, I am almost ten weeks pregnant and still suffering from the proverbial “morning sickness” – or in my case all day sickness. Still, according to my doctor and my many cheerleaders this is a good sign. At the moment I feel like I’m permanently hung over, but this doesn’t mean I’m not loving being pregnant. It is a unique feeling and always a thrill to hear my baby’s heartbeat and know that his/her little self is growing stronger every day within the warmth of my uterus. I’m already in love with my baby. It’s hard not to be.
This post might be a tad sentimental – another side effect of being pregnant.