A word from Jenny McCarthy

So besides all of the nausea I'm experiencing, I am also suffering from extreme exhaustion, which I'll admit has been overshadowed by the vomit. It's a kind of tired that is inexplainable. For me though, everytime I sit on the couch for 5 hours without moving, knowing there are so many chores to be done, I feel guilty. Like, am I really this tired? I must seem so lazy! I feel like the world is looking at me like, dude, get off your ass. But I can't. It feels as though the task of rising off the couch is equivalent to walking to the grocery store, shopping, then lugging all the bags home on my back.

Point is, when I listen to stories of other womens exhaustion, or read about how normal it is in books, I feel a little better. I know what a hard job my body is tasked with right now and it is no surprise that I'm flat out sleepy. Tonight I read some wise words from Ms. McCarthy that healed my soul for the night:

"Imagine staying up all night, then running a marathon, then doing 300 loads of laundry and raking the leaves off a football field all in one day. How tired would you be? That's how tired I felt EVERY DAY in my first-trimester. Its like someone snuck in and stole all the juice out of my body. Our bodies give so much to the embryo I'm surprised we can even get off the couch."

And that's when I yell at the book and say YES that's exactly what its like! Then I go back to resting my head on the pillow like before, only this time not feeling quite as lazy.