Misery

It's official. I am now vomiting more than I am eating. I can barely hold down water before 6pm. It wasn't this bad with Sarah. I am going to go stay with my mom for 2 weeks and hope that's enough time for it to pass. My child has become feral and lives off anything she can reach from the refrigerator, so I figure she could use a visit to Grandma's as much as I can. I'm hoping it's twins so I don't have to do this again. I'm not sure why this pregnancy is so tough. It could be my weight or my advancing years. Either way, I'm determined to be in much better shape before I decide to get pregnant again.

Still haven't done my pregnancy workout video. But I have lost 10 pounds. Most of which is probably due to atrophy. I can really feel the loss of muscle tone in my back so I'm looking forward to being able to exercise. I might try just some simple yoga to strengthen my core so when my belly starts protruding my back won't kill me. I'm not just nauseated anymore, I've actually started throwing up, so that's always fun. We're having the missionaries over for dinner tonight. Wish me luck being able to clean the house and make dinner without throwing up 50 more times!