Moot Thoughts & Musings

I'm not sick--a condition that leaves me in utter shock. I feel like I should write, "I'm not sick yet". I live my life through my stomach. I react to everything through my digestion system. This group of organs is very, very sensitive to any stress or changes. So what could be a bigger attack on it than pregnancy??

So I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop, highly doubting that I will be one of the lucky few who doesn't barf her way through the first trimester. In the meantime, I'm enjoying my increased appetite. I love being hungry. I get to make yummy meals and eat them, knowing that I'm feeding my baby, too.

The lack of this very significant symptom has thrown me for such a loop that sometimes I doubt the very fact that I'm pregnant. Periodic glances at my positive pregnancy tests (3!) and the calendar with the Missed Monthly Occurence are what I cling to for affirmation.

I also cling to any symptom, rejoicing at the signs my body is giving me that it's making a baby. I am fatigued. Woohoo! I'm tired, but happy. And recently I've noticed how much water my body is zapping. I know I should increase my water intake for pregnancy, but this has always been an abstraction. I don't have good water-drinking habits (which I'm trying to change), so it's easy to get bogged down in the studies and forget to tank up, resulting in dehydration symptoms really fast. I can't believe how much water my body is using!!! Is this kid a fish or what!? I have to keep remembering, though, the kiddo that's less than a quarter of an inch isn't taking all that water...it's a whole body thing. Rejoice! Another sign of life!!

And large scowls and glares if you forget to refill the Britta pitcher.