Week 5
Dear Embryo,
Your Auntie Sandy talked so highly about pregnancy that I almost looked forward to carrying you. I imagined you resting below my heart, sharing meals and knowing you were growing by watching my belly get bigger… Well a lesson your Mother has not learned after 29 years of life is DO NOT LISTEN TO SANDY. She lies… So far I do not like carrying you much at all. This does not change how much I already love you but please understand that I am hoping you and I will find some middle ground soon. Let me explain…
On the cusp of our 6 week mark I have already had my blood drawn and seen you during an ultrasound. I thought my first reaction would be “wow” but honestly it was more like, “that’s it??” A small blob on the screen was causing me all this discomfort? You looked to be about the size of a quarter yet there are moments you feel like you are the size of a basketball. When I am not eating I am hungry and a bit nautilus and when I am eating I have heartburn like you wouldn’t believe. Foods that I never imagined would bother me burn down my throat and into my stomach. I gag when I brush my teeth and my nights are sleepless. I toss and turn all night and pass the loudest gas I have ever heard in my life… Oh yes embryo, you are just a little quarter in my tummy and you are making me sicker everyday….
Your Nana, my Mother, taught me a long time ago that relationships are 50-50. It seems so far you are taking and I am giving, so what gives? I think for every morning I am sick, that is one night you need to sleep all the way through without waking me up. For every bout of heartburn should be moments of only smiles with no tears once you are born, can you promise me this embryo?
Please do not take this as me complaining because I am not. I know how lucky I am to have you… I just want you to understand things…. Do you understand?
OK embryo, until next time…. Grow strong…..
Love,
Your Mother
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