Nope, not 'cause I'm barfing, but because I seem to be dehydrated any way.
On Thursday I fell up the stairs twice in one day, and then on Friday, I slipped going down the stairs and sad down hard. Nothing too major, but a little disturbing anyhow. Yesterday I was standing at my closet and I had a dizzy spell, so Husband made me call the doctor. She said that it was normal to feel dizzy, but that I was probably not drinking enough, and to get to it. She also said my shortness of breath was normal, but I think I need an new bra to accommodate my lungs which are insisting on inflating over and over again, and my normal bra is squishing me too much.
What I realized is that plain water tastes pretty bad to me (ours is filtered and good tasting anyway), but that what I really want is straight juice, not cut, not with bubbly water, just straight juice. As any good dieter knows, juice is the devil, and must be cut with water, so I was resisting it. But in light of the light headedness, I'm just gonna go ahead and drink whatever the hell I want, including Gatorade.
I think week 5 was worse in terms of feelings of morning sickness (or afternoon sickness), and then one really bad day on Tuesday, and then intermittent queasiness every day, but not too bad. I really hope that I am just one of those women who doesn't feel too sick, but has a healthy pregnancy anyway. Otherwise, other indications are good, still no bleeding, minor teeny tiny cramps in the uterus, and exhaustion starting at any point after I've allegedly had a good nights sleep. Oh, and don't ask me to eat deep dish pizza or anything with tomato sauce. Also, ham is my new best friend.
I have moments of crippling dread and fear, and then other periods of calm and a sense that maybe this will work out. We have our next ultrasound on the 7th, a day we hope will not live in infamy. It's the 8 week ultrasound where we found out that Sparky had died, and so making it past that will be a huge step.
Even the cat is crossing her paws hoping this one will work out!