The short end of the pregnancy stick.

Week 12...
I was hoping that this week, would be a week of victory. This week marks the end of the first trimester, and the beginning of what I was hoping would be pregnant fun. I had grand dreams of my energy returning and my pregnancy symptoms leaving.
Well, those will just have to remain dreams.
I work up today with one of my now frequent migraines. And since I can take no medicine, Tylenol and bed rest it is! I have had migraines for about 2 years now. I found out from the midwife that migraines are hormonal and some pregnant women become migraine free for nine months, while others see their migraines increase.
Also, I have developed a piercing pain down my left leg. Which the trusty midwife assured me was pregnancy related. She told me no more lifting or moving things.
Oh, week 12..... you had so much promise. Maybe week 13 will be the turning point.

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Warning: Cute overload ahead.

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