I have accomplished absolutely nothing the last two days, except 2 loads of laundry. I had to force myself to fold them and even then I had to take a break in the middle of each load and ( I am really ashamed to admit this) I didn't even fold my clothes. I just balled them up ad threw them in the back of the closet where OH wouldn't see them.
I love OH so much and he is so good to me, but he totally doesn't understand any of this, I don't think. He is starting to make little cracks like "are you out of bed yet" at 12:30 in the afternoon when he wants me to bring him some lunch. I can't tell if he is trying to be cute, or snotty because I AM NOT out of bed and am usually just being yanked out of a deep sleep when he calls....and I am an emotional basketcase.
I think that he thinks that just because I am not big yet that there should be no difference in what usually happens around here and I think he thinks I am just using this as an excuse to slack off.
All I want is the energy to do what I normally do, but between normal being pregnant and the fact that I can't hold anything down half the time and can't even force myself to eat the other half of the time, I am too tired to even shower.
I know things could be so much worse, but this all started the Friday before my BFP. The exhausted, the puking, all of it. And at that point, I would have only been 3 weeks pregnant. I don't even think that I should have had symptoms yet, but I could sure smell everything and felt that I was. Tomorrow I am 6 weeks and I can't imagine how I am going to function.
On that note, I am going back to bed. I have only slept about 10 of the 12 hours he has been at work today.