Well the queasiness has hit. ...and boy, does it suck!
Compared to some, I probably have it pretty mild. But its like a constant, queasy, just the thought of food makes me want to gag that's getting old really fast.
There's a part of me that's somewhat grateful - I read in some statistics that women who experience morning sickness are less likely to have a miscarriage by like 70% or some other giant number. So in that case...knock on wood...I'm grateful. But its still sucks.
I finally stopped spotting, which means I should be able to get back into the sex thing soon. However, I think we are going to wait till after my appointment a week from Monday, just to be sure.
So right now it just feel like a giant waiting game. Waiting to see the doctor. Waiting to have sex. Waiting for the nausea to go away. But at least these are all healthy, normal signs.
I guess the vaginismus has prepared me for this in a way - all the patience I've learned in waiting to be able to have pain-free sex. And then the patience I've been trying to have (not sure if its been all that successful) in waiting for the sex to be AWESOME. I guess I'm kind of used to waiting.
And this is definitely something worth waiting for.
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