There I said it. Yes, I'm complaining.
I've tried so hard to refrain from saying this to myself and most importantly keep it from coming out of my mouth.
I know there are millions of women who continue to deal with the evil of IF; who would give anything to be in my shoes. But this sucks!!
And I'm not puking. Nope. Just nauseous. Go ahead - slap me.
Lately, I've been reminiscing about those lovely days when I worked from home. I had so much flexibility. I could take naps if I wanted. I could sleep in if I wanted. Ugh.
You see, I've been so lucky lately. No puking, no indigestion, no heartburn, no "official" morning sickness. I've been eating whatever I want! If I wanted a fatty meal...I ate it. Ever since the clock ticked "9 weeks", my stomach has been in revolt. INDIGESTION is evil.
I think I've determined that I cannot eat or DRINK what I enjoy any longer. I'm doomed.... and secretly hoping these evil things go away in 3-4 weeks....please. Feeling miserable.
Back in Prague - Ok a quick recap: We ended up with 5 frozen embryos! Hazel and I travelled to Prague and stayed in London a for a few days with Jessica. Once we arrived in...
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