I was home all day yesterday, but just too tired to write anything. This week started out awful. I had just started the Zofran which was helping, but I think my "morning" sickness was getting worse at the same time. I was in a vicious cycle of needing the Zofran to be able to function at all, but I forgot how quickly that stuff made me constipated. Let's just say it was a long weekend. Luckily, the last couple of days I've been able to reduce the Zofran to three 4mg pills per day (instead of 4) and I actually feel decent. Not great, decent. I still take a nap whenever possible and get tired about 8pm, but this I can actually handle...with the help of Zofran that is. My chest seems to keep growing and getting more sore, but I can handle that, too. The feeling awful is the only thing really bringing me down right now.
I wore maternity pants for the first time on Thursday because I am SO BLOATED. I truly think it's way too early for any type of baby bump, this is all the result of a high-carb diet (to settle my stomach) and some bloating/water retention.
I had totally been slacking on household stuff, so today I was very pleased to be able to vacuum, do laundry, and empty the dishwasher. That's about all the excitement I've got for this week. We've graduated from an embryo to a fetus for those wondering what's actually happening. I think we're both just getting really anxious for our first appointment (and ultrasound) on Wednesday! All I want to hear is that everything looks okay.