I'll be 18 weeks tomorrow and I just get more and more sick. I can't eat. I can't drink. I can't even get up off the couch to eat and drink and go outside. I take unisom and b6 since I ran out of my wal-hist. I'm waiting to refill it when I absolutely need it. Every morning I wake up feeling 100% shitty like I have to throw up and my nose is so stuffed up and it's so hard to breathe if I lay down. My abdomen and pelvis hurt from all the growing my baby is doing.

I'm not saying I don't want anymore kids after this one, but I don't know if I could emotionally and mentally AND physically do this all over again. I know every pregnancy is different so who knows, next time could be different. But I'm struggling so hard just to get through the day. I sit in the bathtub 80% of the time because the warm water usually helps the pain.

I'll be 18 weeks tomorrow so I'm almost halfway there. I know it'll all be worth it in the end. But right now I'm just wishing I could sleep for the next 22 weeks. I can't even take prenatals half of the time let alone eat a decent amount of food. In a sense, my baby is literally starving me because she takes what she needs from whatever food I can eat and leaves me with nothing. My boyfriend says he wants at least one or two more kids (this is a group decision obviously) and I keep telling him I don't know because of how difficult it seems right now. Who know growing a human would literally almost kill me??

I know people struggle every day to get pregnant. And I know I'm a lucky person. But dear lord this little tiny girl inside me is a handful 😩💕