is that a tiny violin playing for me???

So, the last time I posted it was to announce our surprise pregnancy. Pretty exciting stuff.

I feel like I can say that I'm normally a super positive person. That being said, I'm just going to be
honest and say I'm going through a pretty rough time. I have never felt this ill in my life. The Dr gave me an rx that didn't work at all. Then another rx that worked, but came with a wicked side effect that I'd rather not discuss and ended up making it not even worth it....it was baaaaad.
So, I've been in this disgusting, sickly funk that is quite depressing. I feel bad for everyone around me, actually. The kids because they don't understand why we hardly leave the house these days. My husband because the house looks like a war zone...it's embarrassing. The family because making dinner has become something I dread, and when I toss random stuff in the crockpot the aroma throws me into a fit of nausea. I'm actually a tad proud of the meals I prepared for vacation today...I even ate some for dinner. The dog because the poor thing was used to nightly training sessions and long walks. Myself because the only thing I have been eating and keep down is carbs...like really bad carbs...a roll, a bagel, mashed potatoes, plain pasta. It's gross...I feel gross. I try other things, but the nausea overpowers me until I put a solid carb down my throat.

**is that a tiny violin playing for me???** It should be.dammit.

I'm trying pretty damn hard to be positive, I really am. I know there is an end in sight...or at least I hope so. I know things could be worse. I know this is a sign that the baby is growing and all that jazz. Trust me, I know. I'm just so flippin tired of feeling sick and tired. I'm done feeling like I'm sucking at life with a messy house and bored kids and just wanting to sit and crappy dinners and a fat belly full of carbs. This will pass, blah, blah, blah. When is the baby able to hear?? I think I need to voice some complaints with my new tenant.