Well, here I am into the 2nd trimester and I'm still sick. I'm not so much a complainer when I'm sick, I normally just suck it up and go on until I can't take it anymore. I think I'm just about ready to call Uncle! This is suppose to be a happy experience and really most of the day all I am is miserable. I'm sick of being sick and I feel bad for being miserable when they're are so many woman that would do anything to be in my place, so does that make me ungreatful? Everyone assures me it'll get better and that I should start to feel better any day now, oh yeah well any idea when that day might be?! I don't want to spend my entire first pregnancy wishing it would just hurry up and be done. It's for this reason that I try and make the most of the good days, even though they seem so far and few between.
Hubz and I, along with the step-son, are going to look at baby stuff this weeknd. Sure it seems early but the baby shower date has already been set and with the final quarter of school thrown in there not to mention marrying off one sister and working on planning the wedding of the other it'll be summer before I know it. Plus, there's not to much control I can have over this whole process, hence the unending morning sickness, so what little control I do have I cherish. Not to mention with hubz still unemployeed it's going to take some good budgeting and shopping to get me the things I WANT, and not have to settle on something because it's cheaper.
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