Let me just say that over the past several days, my two youngest children have started conspiring together. Conspiring to kill me.
That’s right, Sophia Diane, who can now finally take the title of “Bitter Middle Child” and run with it, and my Kidney Bean baby (as he or she appeared to be on ultrasound Monday, a kidney bean with a heart beat!) are trying to do their mama in. The “morning sickness” has really set in this week, and by “morning”, I of course mean “all freaking day and night”. I’ve been fairly miserable and non-functional, and slightly bitter about it. Yesterday Kidney Bean treated me to a new pregnancy experience: the “Splashback”. That’s right, I vomited so violently that it splashed back up out of the toilet and into my face. Kind of ruins the 30-second relief you usually get from nausea after puking. I was in our teeny-tiny half-bath when this lovely event occurred, and when I whirled around to get to the sink to, you know, wash the puke off my face, I hit my head pretty good on a part of the wall that sticks out where our laundry chute is. It hurt like a mother for the rest of the day, and still hurts this morning, and I have a lovely bruise over my left eyebrow. Which is great, because I was looking a little pasty.
Anyhoo.
To add insult to injury, Sophie-pants has decided that starting last week, she is A) not going to take a nap any more and B) start getting up about 45 minutes earlier in the morning (HOW do those two things go together Sophie?? HOW??) and C) not go to bed any earlier.
Being that by late afternoon I am dying to lay down for a bit, this is very sad news for me indeed. And since the only time I don’t feel like CRAP is when I’m ASLEEP, it’s a double-whammy.
Blargh.
I’m pretty sure the two are in cahoots. Perhaps Sophie already has the older-sibling power of manipulation over this baby even as he or she is still floating in a pond of amniotic fluid. Who knows? Maybe it’s a coincidence, or maybe I’m just doomed.
One thing is for sure, though. I am fit to be tied. And so are my tubes.