Morning Sickness, Yippee!!!

No, really, yippee!!! I’m not being sarcastic. Of course, I haven’t upchucked yet, either. 😛

Last night I had a horrible dream that we lost the baby. I dreamt that I had woken up, stood up to go to the bathroom, felt something running down my leg and saw blood. When I sat on the toilet I watched as blood and little baby parts gushed out of me. I was trying to scream and could only whimper and it was so hard to breathe. Mark woke up and rushed and asked me what was wrong and all I could say was “We lost it, I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry!” Luckily I woke up then.

Needless to say, it was a rough rest of the night. Sleep was hard to get back to, and I wasn’t in the best of moods when I woke up. It really is terrifying thinking that we could lose this little life that we’ve created.

We had breakfast with MM this morning to tell her the good news. Joy of joys, I started to really feel sick after attempting a few bites of my eggs benedict (in hindsight, maybe not the best choice… but I’ve not felt sick before that, so how would I know?). The room started closing in and I felt like I couldn’t breathe and my body started the “GET TO THE BATHROOM NOW” interior warning bell. I got to the bathroom and luckily didn’t get sick.

And you know what? IT’S GREAT!!!! I know, you think I’m crazy. But what I really needed this morning more than anything else was reassurance that I’m still pregnant and that things are progressing. Morning sickness this morning felt like a gift from God.

I’m writing this down so that later, when I write that morning sickness must be the work of the devil, I can remind myself to be thankful and that’s it’s all for a good cause. 🙂