The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly

The Good

This week I had my first OB appointment for baby #2 (for whom I have no creative nickname because I suck).  All went well at the appointment and the doc gave me a predicted due date of March 28th, 2008.  I got to set up all of my appointments for the next few months, including the 20-week sonogram which I’m already anxious for.

Zach has been adjusting to his new day care a little bit better.  There are still some tears at drop-off, but he’s been having a good time during the day and is always happy and smiling when I pick him up.  I’m feeling much better about the whole situation now, although drop-off is still really hard in the mornings.

The Bad

Sometime during week six or so, the morning sickness and fatigue decided to set in.  The morning sickness occurs pretty much all day and night, but is manageable for the most part.  Uncomfortable, but manageable.  The fatigue is a bit harder to ignore as I’ve found myself falling asleep at my desk at work more than once.

Partially because of the new pregnancy (and fatigue) and partially because I was already considering it, I’ve decided to give up my Tot TV Watch blog at 451 Press.  It was a difficult decision to make because I really have enjoyed writing there over the last 8 months, but it was something I needed to do for myself and my family.  Between the extra time it was taking up and the stress of having to post on a schedule, I was having a hard time keeping up.

The Ugly

On top of the morning sickness that recently started, I have somehow managed to contract some kind of stomach bug.  I left work early on Thursday thinking that I was having the worst morning sickness I have ever experienced, only to quickly discover it was much more than that.  I’ve pretty much spent the last three days either in bed, in the bathroom, or lying on the futon watching TV.  It hasn’t been at all pleasant.  Hubby’s been trying to help out, but it is awfully hard explaining to a 2-year-old why mommy can’t just jump up whenever he wants her to.  When I tell him that mommy is sick, he replies with, “Zach sick too,” and curls up next to me.  I guess it’s not all bad.