Yesterday, my mom and I threw a surprise party for our good friends. We had a ton of people over to my childhood home and had cake, played games, and had a bonfire. I stuck to my party beverage of choice - water - while everyone else enjoyed a few cold adult beverages.
This morning, wouldn't you know it...
I'M THE ONE WITH THE HANGOVER.
Of course, I know it's really just a baby hangover, but I'm 11 weeks pregnant... TWO weeks away from it being the end of the 1st trimester and I've only thrown up ONCE. I thought I was going to escape this trimester without the dreaded visit from Mr. Morning Sickness. Dang it!
I'm sure the piece of cake that I had for breakfast didn't help things... (Don't judge me, fool!) At least if you're going to throw up something, I learned that chocolate cake isn't so bad.
I guess I should be thankful that I went this far without morning sickness. At least it goes away in the 2nd trimester, right?
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Why am I writing this blog?
This blog is being written retroactively... It is now May 2010, but in retrospect, I realize that I have a story to tell. I'm writing each post in present tense and dated on the day that it happened. You will experience all of my highs and all of my lows dealing with my journey to motherhood.
I had a horrible pregnancy, which turned into a high risk pregnancy, which led me to give birth to a preemie, and then both of us had a host of issues after coming home.
If sharing my story will help another woman cope or get encouragement with any of these issues, then my work here is done.
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