My first trimester with Jude was amazing. I remember feeling wonderful, healthy, glowing. I couldn't believe how perfect my pregnancy was and I gloated in my good fortune.
This week marked the 7th week of this pregnancy, and the onset of morning sickness. Mostly I have just been feeling off all day, that same feeling you get when you eat one more piece of pizza than you should have.
Yesterday, however, was a different story. I woke up feeling terrible and couldn't roll out of bed until 11am. I did get up to vomit, but crawled straight back to bed again. Thankfully I felt better in the afternoon.
Last night I took some muesli bars to bed with me and munched them through the night, so I was feeling ok this morning but then we went on a longish drive and being cooped up in the car made me feel quite bad again. So I spent the rest of the afternoon feeling off.
The other thing about this pregnancy that was absent in my first trimester with Jude is constant fatigue. I don't have the luxury of being able to rest when I want to now I have a 2 year old to chase around, so I wonder if that is the difference.
Friday 19 November 2010
Saturday 6 November 2010
Exposure to Illness
On Thursday, a friend called me in distress. During the night she had passed out on the toilet and she was feeling weak and sick. Her husband is overseas and she couldn't function. The worst part for her was that she was rendered incapable of taking care of her son, who is the same age as Jude.
I raced over to her house and brought her and her son back to our place. I then let her sleep and I took the kids out for a few hours. When I got back I made her lunch, the first food she'd been able to keep down for 24 hours.
She wanted to spend the night in her own bed, so I took her home and the next day I called her in the morning. She said she was waiting for her parents to come, but they would be a few hours. I insisted on waiting with her, so I took myself off to her place to watch her son while she slept.
She was so incredibly sick. I ended up taking her to the doctor while we waited for her parents. She was vomiting constantly, and due to low blood pressure she could barely stand up.
I was very happy to help my friend in need. It was an honour to be called on for help during a time of great personal need. However, that afternoon I started to feel sick and then panic set in. What had I done? Had I exposed myself to a really awful illness that was causing complete havoc on a perfectly healthy woman? How would it effect me and my baby?
Thankfully my sickness has proven to be a bad sore throat, headache and general malaise. Certainly not fainting and non-stop vomiting. All the same, it made me realise that a pregnant woman has a lot to consider in such situations, and I'm not sure I did the right thing taking care of my sick friend, although I can't see how I could have done anything differently when she needed me so much.
I raced over to her house and brought her and her son back to our place. I then let her sleep and I took the kids out for a few hours. When I got back I made her lunch, the first food she'd been able to keep down for 24 hours.
She wanted to spend the night in her own bed, so I took her home and the next day I called her in the morning. She said she was waiting for her parents to come, but they would be a few hours. I insisted on waiting with her, so I took myself off to her place to watch her son while she slept.
She was so incredibly sick. I ended up taking her to the doctor while we waited for her parents. She was vomiting constantly, and due to low blood pressure she could barely stand up.
I was very happy to help my friend in need. It was an honour to be called on for help during a time of great personal need. However, that afternoon I started to feel sick and then panic set in. What had I done? Had I exposed myself to a really awful illness that was causing complete havoc on a perfectly healthy woman? How would it effect me and my baby?
Thankfully my sickness has proven to be a bad sore throat, headache and general malaise. Certainly not fainting and non-stop vomiting. All the same, it made me realise that a pregnant woman has a lot to consider in such situations, and I'm not sure I did the right thing taking care of my sick friend, although I can't see how I could have done anything differently when she needed me so much.
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