Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Week 11, struggles and joys

I will write a longer message telling everyone about our lovely weekend with the Faulkners when I am feeling up to it but for now, a shorter note.

Katya is being just as cute as ever. She is so funny and cheers me up so much when I am feeling bad. She likes carrying books around the house for some reason. She also holds books out to me and whinnes, telling me she wants to read it. I usually get one to two pages in before she grabs it out of my hands or closes it. I try to finish it anyways, even if she is on to other things. Her two favorite words are hi and daddy. She says daddy when she looks at pictures, no matter who they are of.

I have had very few "good" days lately. I have thrown up at least once a day for the last week. It is weird to me how my good time of the day changes so much. For example, for a long time the mornings were really bad and my evenings good but on Sunday I had a good morning/afternoon and then started throwing up at 9:30pm. I had thought I was in the clear for the day but as I struggled to fall asleep, I got sick seemly out of no were. Craig got home at 10:30 and I asked him to bring me a popsicle. It felt pretty funny to be eating a popsicle in bed at 10:30 but it did the trick. The sugar settled my stomach, the little bit of fluid helped quench my thrist (I was not keeping water down) and I was able to fall asleep. Yesterday the afternoon was my sickest time. Fortunatly I do have good periods of the day, usually when my stomach is full and I am thankfull for that. I know that some women have it even worse than I do. I have had cramp like pains, like I did with Katya, off and on for the last two months. They are not horribly painful but are annoying, one more thing to zap my energy and well being. Of course when I look at Katya I am reminded of how worth it the new baby will be. And I love looking at our little one's picture on our fridge.

We have had several nice and cool day, in fact I had to turn the heat on this morning for the first time. It is suppose to warm up again (mid 80s) this weekend. I suppose I should bask in the sun while we still have it but I am sick of the heat and would not mind some rain (it rained pretty good on Sunday). They are calling for chance of showers tomorrow and Thurs and I am planning to make Rena's delicous Creole Red Bean soup for dinner on one of those nights. Love and prayers to all, Brenda

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