We met with the midwife we're hiring yesterday. Dh was in a terrible mood all day though and ended up taking care of Aleks while I talked with the mw. He decided that I should just go to the prenatals alone, which is fine. At one point though in the car I said, "I though you were supposed to be some sensative new-age guy, all into my pregnancy, how did I end up with the jackass who doesn't care?" Which of course is a totally out of proportion question and also pretty mean. He didn't answer. He was just grumpy. The PhD program is sort of killing us - he's just busy all of the time and I feel like crap and Aleks is 2, so right now is pretty tough.
My symptoms this pregnancy are way worse than they were with the last one. My sense of smell is outrageous making the nausea worse, my boobs are sore, my back aches, I have trouble sleeping, I'm super exhausted (okay, I had that last time too), my brain is mush, and I'm having a terrible time eating. When will it end?!?! I'll be 9 wks on Monday, so I guess a few more weeks? ugh.
I've also been worrying a lot lately about what could go wrong. I already did a lot of the emotional work prior to conception, which was good, but now I'm just scared that things could not go the way that I really feel like I need them to go. DS was born with a severe cleft lip and palate, so I really really really want a healing birthing and nursing experience, to heal what I missed out on the last time.
Hope everyone is feeling okay...