Emotionally and mentally it's exciting, scary, fascinating and incredibly fulfilling. In some ways I feel like this is the primary reason I was put on this earth and that I'm finally reaching my potential. In other ways I'm absolutely terrified that you won't be happy or healthy or that we won't get along or that Daddy and I aren't up for the challenge.
I know without a doubt that God wouldn't provide us any challenges in life that we can't overcome with His strength and that our overwhelming love for you will make us even better parents, but it's still scary.
As for physical symptoms:
- Week 5: Exhaustion started to strike and sore breasts
- Week 6: Positive test and disbelief, still tired
- Week 7: Nausea off & on and cravings for water, peanut butter and protein, still tired
- Week 8: Nausea gre worse, but still not sick
- Week 9: Noticing weight gain, starting to react to smells, particularly sweet or floral. Still tired and nauseated.
