And then Tuesday came, it wasn't too bad but not fist pumping awesome, so I took a maxolon tablet to push on through. Cue anxiety, heart palpitations tears and fatigue. I was so confused. I thought we'd left these feeling behind in the first trimester. I literally thought I was going crazy, I legit thought I had depression, that was until I spoke to my mum. She got out her medical books and looked up Maxolon. Side effects can include; anxiety, extreme fatigue blah blah blah. I wasn't crazy it was those damn tablets that were making me nuts. Yeah they cured the vomiting but I would 100% rather vomit then have anxiety attacks and feel like shit in other ways.
So I stopped taking the tablets and still felt pretty good. I spent the whole day out on Thursday, it was incredible. I thought about J coming home the next day and how awesome it was going to be to do normal things. And of course I wake up friday puking. Nearly all my food for 48 hours came back up and I felt like shit.
Then I realized, I didn't feel pregnant sick, I felt sick sick. So turns out I had a tummy bug that had been going around my friend group. Thank The Lord! It still sucked but I know it wasn't my morning sickness tricking me and coming back with a vengeance. Sunday I woke up so much better after 12 hours of sleep and we've spent the last 2 days at the beach. This is what my life is meant to be like.
If we didn't go through the hard times we'd never appreciate the good right?
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