Being Pregnant – First Trimester

OMG, kill me now.

Some women sail through their pregnancies with that lovely "preggie glow" that you hear about in movies and magazines, while the rest of us spend the first trimester with our head in the toilet looking like something out of Night of the Living Dead.

I was lucky enough (sarcasm) to have all day, morning-noon-and-night sickness. It's important at this point to note that there's only around three kinds of medicines on the market that you can take for the nausea and vomiting, one of which was discontinued, so that leaves us with two. Two completely useless remedies for what feels like death on a plate.

I started eating bags of pretzels because they were the only thing I could stomach and drinking ginger tea. I'd walk into my office looking like a zombie and pray that I wouldn't vomit over myself or my co-workers. Driving any real distance was a problem because you were never sure when your stomach decided to rid itself of its contents. Driving, in my case, was a very real problem because it's 50 kilometres between my home and my office... one way.

I realised, right upfront, that I hate being pregnant. Queue the universal GASP as women all around the world are mortified that someone said that out loud. Here, let me say it again. I hate being pregnant.

At 12 weeks I made the decision that if the nausea and vomiting didn't stop that I was going to throw myself out a window somewhere. Look, I wasn't thinking straight, but I wouldn't really, I just felt like I could. Thankfully at around 14 weeks the majority of the nausea started to subside.

Looking back, the nausea was the least of my problems...