
When I first discovered I was pregnant, I used an online pregnancy calculator to determine that I was about three weeks along. That's so early, a lot of pregnancy tests won't even detect it yet. Last time I didn't find out until at least five weeks, and immediately started feeling nauseated. Since I found out earlier this time, I figured bought myself a couple weeks to prepare before the morning sickness kicks in. I went to the grocery store and stocked up on bland snacks like crackers and jello, just in case. When all the local stores sold out of ginger snaps, one clerk told me "they're really popular this time of year. 'Tis the season." My first thought was how selfish people were to take all the gingersnaps for something as trivial as holiday cheer, when nauseous pregnant women need them just to survive (pregnancy insanity knows no limitations). It felt like I was preparing for a hurricane, but I didn't finish a moment too soon, because nausea has stormed in with a vengeance, along with all the other nasty symptoms. Watery mouth, dizziness, gas, heartburn, fatigue, klutziness (stubbing fingers and dropping things), you name it, I've got it. I'm beginning to recall why I never really enjoyed being pregnant. Feeling the little kicks is the only really fun part. Thankfully, this time I have my beautiful little girl as a constant reminder of my ultimate reward after all this misery is over. There's no doubt that she was worth it, and this one is too.
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