Week 6: My luck is running out, I’m afraid

Day 42.

You know that morning sickness I didn’t have?

Woke up to take meds. Took pill. Wanted to be sick.

Woke up later to eat breakfast. Felt a little queasy. Ate breakfast. Want to be sick.

It’s still not bad (I’m just nauseous, not actually throwing up), but since 6 weeks is the average date at which people who will get morning sickness get morning sickness, I’m right on schedule. I’m sure there’s some portion of my brain which is happy there’s some sign my hormones are working appropriately, but that portion of my brain is still in bed.

Ugh.

In good news, tomorrow I’ll be 6 weeks. 2 more weeks to the ultrasound.