Tired of being sick and sick of being tired.
On Saturday I managed to eat a medium amount of very mild, delicious, potato and bread-based South Asian food at a restaurant, thought it was perfect and I should eat similar food more often. Few minutes after leaving family's house DH had to pull over so I could be sick out the car (into a bag), bemoaning the fact that it was such nice food.
Today I had to run out of my beloved yoga class so I could go be sick in the (public) gym toilets with other women and kids around.
Our private scan dated the pregnancy a little further along than we thought so currently 11w+5 and desperate to be able to eat some variety of food, keep it down and have more energy!
Obv delighted with our baby and know so many women have it far worse than me (you superheroes) - we've only started slowly telling people recently and I assume people have a limit to how much moaning they want to hear from me so I'm putting it to the pregnant crowd. Bring on the second trimester 🙏🏼