16 Weeks and Counting
I will say that I generally don't complain about my pregnancy in everyday conversation becasue
1) I know how fortunate I am to be pregnant and
2) I'm pretty sure that people don't want to hear about my petty problems
But if you'll allow me just a wee little minute to complain, I promise to love you forever and ever.
Okay, so here goes. I'm 16 weeks at this point and still exhausted. A night that I make it past 8:30 is considered a miracle around these parts. In addition to that, I still feel completely gaggy (yes, I made up that word) and I have the cold that refuses to die and it has somehow mutated into a sore throat that won't go away. And I think that I'm completely wearing myself out during the week days so that every weekend I end up completely exhausted and feeling ill and I spend at least one day apologizing to Ben for not getting enough done around the house (even though he never makes me feel as if I'm not getting enough done).
And that is my extremely long-winded way of saying that I am officially in the second trimester now and if the first trimester yuckies would kindly go away, that would be much appreciated.
End whiny post.