It's so funny the things I had forgotten about my first pregnancy, and now at nearly eight weeks (I think!) I'm being reminded daily of new symptoms that are so familiar. I woke up at 2am with a coughing fit (a sad norm for me) and could smell a strong scent of garlic in the house. Oh! That would be the chicken I cooked in the crockpot but forgot to put in the refrigerator before passing out on the couch (after eating a McChicken and a cheeseburger instead of aforementioned cooked dinner which made me want to puke.)
After putting the crockpot in the fridge I tossed and turned for a half hour before coming back out in the kitchen and making a peanut butter sandwich because this little blueberry demanded it. Slept on the couch with ridiculously vivid dreams and woke up feeling as though I never slept at all.
How is it possible to feel so miserable but so grateful for it at the same time!?
First doc appt on Friday!
Re: Middle of night eats
Me- 28, DH- 32 ----> together six years, married June 2012
Initial diagnosis of PCOS, currently labeled as unexplained infertility
BFP 12/20/13, EDD 8/25/2014, baby got his wings at 11 weeks and 3 days.
BFP 11/9/14, EDD 7/24/2015