I don't even want to admit this, but I'm more anonymous here than anywhere else in my life...and I just feel like I need to try and work through some things out loud.
I'm so miserable. I'm sick all day, every day for almost a week now - and I'm not even 6 weeks pregnant yet. I know that I could have weeks or months left of this. I can't eat, so I'm hungry and weak. I can't leave the house, can barely interact with my children and am so lonely.
I'm regretting the decision to become pregnant. How is that possible? This was a 2+ year decision and planning before we tried, miscarried and got pregnant again. It's not an accident by any means. So why do I now wish I didn't make this choice? Because I'm so sick...and miserable. I get it.
I've never had morning sickness like this before...I really don't want to take meds to help, especially in these super formative weeks of development. I could never forgive myself if something went wrong. My discomfort is part of being a good mama, right?
I just want to know if anyone else is struggling...it would help me so much to know I'm not the only newly pregnant mama who isn't jumping for joy.



I think it's totally normal to feel ambivalent about it all, especially since you are feeling so miserable. Similar to labor, I remember thinking "Never again! What have I gotten myself into?".
. I'm not going through the super sick crazy MS this time around (yet) but I had it pretty bad with my other two. With my DS1 I remember crying I was so sick and hungry and tired. My longtime GF, who had birthed 2 babies already, had told me that pregnant tired was a totally different animal than regular tired but I had nooo idea what I was truly in for! I couldn't even look at food. And I still had to walk a mile and a half or so to my job and work all day, in a restaurant no less! Oh I was M-I-S-E-R-A-B-L-E. I thought I would never feel well again. I tried so hard not to think about how long was this going to go on?! B/c I couldn't stand the thought that it could be months. Eventually it did begin to break and finally I slowly but surely was good again. It was right around the beginning of holiday time the misery broke and I was soooo mad I had missed my sister's spread
. I've been there and although it doesn't seem like you're not going to be able to deal with one more minute of this, it will end eventually 

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