Goodbye First - Hello Second

This week marks the end of the first trimester. And with any luck, it will end the nausea meds, the trips to the doctor for IV fluids and the "oh my gosh...when will this end" feeling. I have come to the conclusion that my pregnancy is not the norm. Everyone I talk to says, "I think I felt nausea once or twice" or says, "I loved pregnancy...I never felt better." My apologies if you have seen my middle finger fly up in the air - most likely behind your back. I am so happy for all of you super happy, fun-loving pregos that love to do nothing but eat and be merry. My trip down the motherhood lane hasn't been so much of that.

I guess I shouldn't complain - there is light at the end of the tunnel. However when you feel like this, you wonder if the light is the day you move the child out of the house for college. If I am nauseated now, how will I feel when my child heads to daycare for the first time, gets dropped off for kindergarten, loses their first tooth, goes on their first date? I cannot imagine. I may have to keep my nausea meds prescription open-ended. I wonder what my doc would think about that idea?

At any rate, I am now entering my 13th week of pregnancy. I am still not showing much (from the weight loss) and now fitting into clothes that I couldn't squeeze my butt into last summer. I guess that's a plus. And I know it won't last for long.

So here's to saying goodbye to the first and hello to the second. In the words of Joey on Friends, second...."how you doin'?" I hope it is all of the fun I hear about.