Pregnancy does strange things to your body. Like the leather sofa that caused me so much grief simply because it existed in my lounge room, excreting a smell that so terrified me, that I could no longer be in it’s presence.
Many friends who know me well have been looking at me with suspicion in the last few weeks, that I am pregnant or perhaps I’ve just gained a bit of weight. Too polite to ask, but too curious not to, some have hinted that my weight gain and nausea may be a sign of the morning sickness that I am not quite aware of. To all those out there who don’t know it yet, yes, I am pregnant, 15 weeks actually.
Only this time around, my body just feels worse. The fatigue, the morning sickness (I like to call it, my all day sickness) and the vomiting. It all just feels like it will not get better. But it has and I almost feel normal again. During the worse of it, everything smelt bad. A piece of toast in the toaster smelt like the whole house was burning. Even my 3 year old had a smell.
I felt like a character from ‘Heroes’ who has a power, except my power was smell. I was able to smell things that I’m not sure even a canine can smell. It was overwhelming. I never knew how hard it would be and I now understand those out there (if there are any) who have super powers. For example, I think it would be extremely hard to have a super power that allows you to see through everything or hear everything that people were thinking.
The doctor prescribed me Maxolon and that worked for the first two weeks of the pregnancy but when the nausea and vomiting became too much, it just didn’t do anything for me anymore. I toyed with the idea of getting stronger anti-nausea medication but decided against it because they did not have successful clinical tests done on pregnant women. So I just rode it out, the all day sickness.
For 8 weeks, I lived on granny smith apples, they tasted re-freshing and delicious. Usually, I wouldn’t go near the things! Dried crackers and plain soup. To keep me hydrated, I drank hot water, not luke warm, but hot water, just boiled. As a result, I lost 7% of my normal weight.
Now, at 15 weeks, I ate my first steak in 2 months and it tasted almost as good as it used to. I even ate a bit of roast chicken with coleslaw. Whoo hoo, I’m getting adventurous. Things are looking up and I am even sitting on the leather sofa that smelt so bad, it made me miserable just a few weeks ago.
