My summary thus far

As of right now I am "18 weeks". We will see how accurate this calculation is later today.

Everyone has that moment of joy when they look at a plastic stick they just urinated on and it has 2 lines showing that you are indeed pregnant.

Okay, maybe not everyone. So, I suppose i'm speaking to the few that are/were prepared to receive news of this nature in their lives.

I have a wonderful husband, was employed as is my husband, and anticipated for the day we could say we would be parents.

This being said.

Once my brain finally realized that I was carrying a life, a light switch clicked on.

This light switch holds the key to controlling myself. I no longer have control over many things anymore.

My child seemed to have an inside joke that would force a burp to transform into me running to the nearest bathroom. The thing about morning sickness is that it is NOT just morning sickness. For myself, this was an all day affair. My body was taken over by my small growing child and became this body that would calculate how far the restrooms are and how quick are my reflexes, and reflexes are indeed important. I found myself rushing to the bathroom, not quick enough of course, and crying over a porcelain bowl with evidence against my own body. This causing my emotions to spiral with tears rolling down my face as I think that these moments can NOT get any worse. But they can.

Oh, and the migraines. These are special.

The peeing is an entirely different subject. Once capable of using the restroom 2-3 times a day, MAX, I found myself continuously having to pee. How the hell does something so small take control of my once amazingly trained bladder? I can't even sleep thru the night because the urge to use the bathroom is so strong. As far as how much liquid is coming out of my body is beyond my amazement.

All I can say is that I am thoroughly impressed with my child.