I'm Official

So I spent Monday evening officially being inducted into the pregnancy club. Yes, I spent some quality time with the big white fixture in my bathroom, and I don't mean the shower.

Don't get me wrong, at least I wasn't like most people and was actually thankful for being sick, but it was still kind of hard to deal with. I don't do sick very well and was completely miserable most of Monday and all day Tuesday.

Finally last night I broke down and took a Tylenol for the awful headache I had had for the past 24 hours. I cried taking it. I am really against using any drugs for the most part and never take anything for my headaches (which are rare now) anymore since I developed a headache dependency on things like Motrin years ago. More so, I didn't want our baby to have any drugs whatsoever during pregnancy or delivery and here I was, sobbing in my kitchen, that I'd lasted only 7 weeks. I know Tylenol is "okay" during pregnancy and "everybody does it", but I'm not everybody. Everybody also does a lot of shit I wouldn't do with our baby so whatever. But I needed some relief and mostly I was afraid I would develop a fever which is really bad for baby and I had tried all of the natural remedies (warm shower, washcloth on my head, sleeping in the dark) to no avail.

I think the Progesterone supplements may be aiding all of this which really blows, but that's okay. Yesterday I pretty much spent the day either in bed or on my sofa just sleeping and being nauseous. So I've been inducted and all I can say is it sucks and I love it. If the baby needs to make me sick to be healthy, bring it on.