Saturday, January 14, 2006

In which my ass gets thoroughly kicked.

No posting this week. Not much going on. I also haven't felt right posting 'happy happy joy joy' in the midst of the horrible heartache that others have faced over the last couple of weeks. My heart is breaking for so many fellow bloggers - I hate that the universe is so fucking unfair, and we never all seem to get what we want. I really truly wish that it could be different.

I've been exhausted this past week. Going to bed at around 9pm every night (for someone who's previous bedtimes were usually around 12-1am that's quite a change). My hubris of the previous few weeks is coming back to bite me with a vengeance. Last week I had been thinking that maybe because I'm exercising regularly and in pretty good shape, I wouldn't get the tiredeness that every one complains about. Hahahaha. Yeah, that's it. NOT! I've also been feeling queasy all week; no hurling, but just a generally yucky feeling. (Although no problems eating, except that I find I much prefer savory foods to sweet ones).

I had lunch with a friend who went through IVF with my RE on Thursday - I told her about how I was feeling mildy nauseous pretty much all of the time. She went on to tell me how she felt fine through both of her pregnancies, and her chiropractor thinks that women get nauseous because they think they should. That is such bullshit! And not terribly helpful either - yeah, I'm nauseous because I'm weak minded, thank you very much.

Thalia asked about why we're calling the little one Phred. I actually didn't even know about the Doonesbury character! M and I always used to joke about how it was silly for people to use outrageous spellings of names to make their kids unique... so we joked that we would call our first son (he's convinced he only makes boy sperm) Phred. Our second would be Fwed. And then we were watching a beanpot college hockey game where Harvard had a player with the last name Schweffel. So we decided that was a good name for our third son. So those have been our imaginary kids names ever since.

8 comments:

Suzanne said...

I'm glad to see things are going spectacularly...normal! Excellent advice from the chiropractor since we all know chiropractors are the experts on all things gynecological.

thalia said...

Phred was a very cool character so you've got good connections there. Tell you what, hoping very hard that this comes to pass, I will get you a copy of one of the Phred cartoons (it's from the vietnam era) when Phred or Phredina shows up.

Kath said...

Yeah, stop wanting to feel queasy, woman! And while you're at it, just relax... Ugh. Why why why must people always belittle others' troubles?

I'm so glad things are going well for you and Phred, Nico.

Alexa said...

Glad you are all right, sorry to hear you feel so dreadful. Right now I am busy clenching and unclenching my fists in fury at that asshat chiropractor.

DD said...

You could just go with Phred I, Phred II and Phred III. That way no one would make fun of you because that is so "normal."

NCD said...

I am very happy for you. I heard a crazy thing that women with morning sickness generally have healthier pregnancies than those with no symptoms. I can only speak from the relative ignorance of having had not a lick of nausea, so sounds like you are doing great so far!

Liz said...

I like the names. Glad things are progressing normally, hope the symptoms don't get worse.

mermaidgrrrl said...

I've heard a theory that it protects you from eating foods that are potentially harmfull eg: many women get an aversion to coffee, fish, meat, cheese - all of which could harm the foetal development (if they were carrying bacteria). I don't think it is in women's heads - I think it's an ancient gene thing from before refrigeration was invented!