Moments of bliss? The word bliss is not one that has even been in my vocabulary for the past four long months. I have been stuck under the boulder of severe morning sickness for 18-weeks, and let me tell you, it has not been pretty. Not at all.
I do not want to devote one more paragraph during this pregnancy to talking about sickness, or vomiting, even though I know in the back of my mind that neither are truly gone, because this pregnancy? This pregnancy is hardcore. I’m talking serious hormones, people.
However, I have turned a corner. The black cloud of illness did not magically dissipate all at once, as it did in my first pregnancy, but there has been some significant progress which includes long periods during each day where I feel quite OK. There are even times when I feel good. Yes, even moments of bliss following a satisfying meal.
I can drink water now. This is a huge accomplishment in itself, and one that I appreciate with every sip.
It is absolutely amazing how much a person can take feeling normal for granted. Take a physical inventory right now, as you continue to sit in front of your computer to read this blog post. Breathe in, and out. How do you feel? While you may not feel like doing cartwheels in the street, if you’re lucky enough to feel just OK right now, you have so much to be thankful for.
I can’t help but think about all of the people in this world who are living through real pain, suffering, sickness and hunger. My constant nausea was even just a drop in the bucket compared to what so many are battling every day, and wow, what someone who is truly suffering would not give for just one day, or even one moment, of feeling average.
It is 3:21 AM as I write this blog post, and I am awake due to a mix of insomnia and mild nausea. I have officially hung up the fantasy of a pleasant pregnancy, and at this point really just pray for a healthy baby and a safe delivery.
As for moments of bliss? They are fleeting, but do come, and I am just really grateful for that.