She has finally showed her face. I was worried as to why I didn't really have any, but it started last night and has continued into today with a vengeance. So far I've managed to not vomit but I am getting dangerously close to tossing my cookies.
I've heard that 6 weeks is the "magical week" in pregnancy when it hits. So I shouldn't be surprised that at one day shy of 6 weeks I feel like a gigantic pile of shit (which don't get me wrong...I am grateful for).
Me and vegetables are not friends to say the least. The only foods I am able to eat at the moment are cereal, starchy foods, and milk (which is funny because I HATE milk).
On a bitching note....way back when I blogged about the other couple friends we had that are much older than we are that were going through IVF at the same time we were. Well she got pregnant and I didn't. She is now 27 weeks and I was finally able to talk to her last night. I decided not to tell her I was pregnant because she has the biggest mouth of anyone I know.
So we are talking...ok, I retract that...she was talking...all about her pregnancy....and she is carrying on and on about how "You have no idea how worried you are going to be when you finally get pregnant" "you think you are nervous now....just wait." I was kind of appalled for several reasons. The first was that she believes I am still not pregnant and she had the audacity to talk non-stop about being pregnant and decorating her nursery and how awesome it is to hear the baby's heart beat on doppler. Then, she had the nerve to tell me that "I have no idea how much worse it will get [worrying]." I am finding that even though I am pregnant, I am incredibly annoyed by her ability to forget her roots and remember how hard it was for her to be around pregnant people none the less talk about pregnancy. I was so annoyed that not once during this WHOLE conversation did she shut her flipping mouth to ask me how treatment was going. I kind of felt like a piece of toilet paper. I was good enough to support her during her years of treatment and IVF trials and tribulations...but now that she is pregnant I am nothing more than someone she can gloat to about how awesome being pregnant is.
I think the experience helped me put our "friendship" in perspective. It's just beyond me how someone who has traveled the IF journey can so easily forget their roots and the pain it causes. I can say firmly that I will NEVER do that to any of my IF friends.