Well, I thought that I was through the worst of the morning sickness....but I have been proven wrong! The last few days have left me able to do very little except lie around, sleep and catch up on my xmas reading.
Feeling horribly guilty for my in-action but I'm still terribly happy to be pregnant even if it is tough right now. I'm reasoning that it won't last for ever, and at the very most I shouldn't be this sick for more than a few days, before things start to ease off.
On Friday I will be 10 weeks pregnant... I can't wait for Friday. Only 2 more weeks of first trimester worrying to go! I'm starting to feel like I will be ready to announce in a couple of weeks. Initially it was just too overwhelming, I'm not there yet but I think I will be in a couple of weeks.
I've kind of put myself in a silly place. I thought that I might tell a couple of close friends... the people that I wouldn't mind telling that I miscarried if I do. But every time I think about it, I worry that I'll tempt fate. So I don't. I know it's silly but I can't help it.
In October I ran a half Marathon in San Francisco, right now I can't even make it to the corner store without feeling exhausted and dizzy! How crazy is that I'm either getting fat because of all of this inactivity and forced feeding I'm doing or my tummy is starting to swell. I don't think any one else would notice yet, especially as it is so close to Christmas! I would love to go for a run one day soon. I'm reading a book about sumo wrestlers... hopefully I'm not becoming "too" involved in the story!