Tyler went and bought some Unisom Sleep Tablets so I could
take one last night before going to bed.
I actually slept more than 2-3 hours.
I still woke up coughing and having to use the bathroom, but otherwise I
actually slept! Sleep, blissful
sleep! I still feel sick, but having a
little bit of sleep did wonders for me.
I had a bit of a meltdown yesterday too during the day. I was convinced that this ridiculous sickness
was in someway harming our child and there was nothing I could do about
it. Tyler and my Dad gave me a blessing
last night that said this baby was protected and healthy right now. That’s all I wanted to hear. I can get through this sickness if I can just
know that the baby is okay. Man, what a
worrywart of a mother I am already!
We went to the “Savior of the World” at the conference
center over the weekend with my family and the Hoffmans. It was beautiful. It was the first time I’d ever seen it and I
was touched during many portions of it.
Especially when Rebekah is told that she is finally going to conceive a
child in her old age. The emotion that
you could see on her face when she realized she would have a son was so
perfect. I cried and cried. I hope that our baby can see how badly we
want it too.
I keep having thoughts that we’ll have a boy. Call it mother’s intuition or wishful
thinking, but I truly think that this child is a boy. I’ll be more than surprised if the doctor
says it’s a girl! However, I’ll be happy
with either/or.
Food is still a hassle.
I can actually eat food now, but it’s just a pain to eat so often! I get sick of foods easily and it’s hard to
come up with more things that I would actually eat. Poor Tyler.
He has to put up with all of this everyday.
Which reminds me, over the weekend is when I caught this
nasty sickness. I ended up not going to
church (I was supposed to teach Relief Society and was pretty upset that I couldn’t
give my lesson. Gina had to do it for
me. I felt pretty low that I couldn’t magnify
my calling. Me and my stubbornness) and
staying home and trying to sleep. Call
it pregnancy hormones or just plain being sick and mean, but I wouldn’t let
Tyler anywhere near me. All he wanted to
do was comfort me and hold me and I wouldn’t let him. What was worse was the fact that all I wanted him to do was hold me. How ridiculous. I’m so over these pregnancy symptoms.
Poor guy hasn’t had much loving at all these days and his
love language is definitely physical touch.
He broke down and finally told me he wasn’t feeling very loved at all
lately, which made me feel worse, but was the honest truth. He’s done everything from mop the floors,
taking out the garbage, to going grocery shopping and making sure the house
stays clean. I’m one lucky gal.
Thanksgiving is this Thursday, so hallelujah for
Thanksgiving vacation for the rest of the week!
We’ll be here with my family this year and watching Grandma and Grandpa
Kussee’s house for them while they’re out of town.
Hopefully we’ll find out the gender in the next few weeks…
oh what fun that will be!
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