Taking one breath at a time!

The past few week have been a roller coaster ride. The throwing up became so bad that I lost 6 pounds in a week. The iv drip finally helped and the medication is finally working. Allah has his way of helping. The thought of packing and moving again doesn't help very much either. Every day comes with its own challenges. One day its the juice stains on the carpet and the next day its the shopping errands and chores for the new team mate in the husbands project.

As for hearing the baby's heart beat last week – it was the only uplifting experience in a very long time. It seemed far away but strong. Cant wait for the ultra sound in two weeks!

J's 2nd

And we did nothing

7 weeks

I am able to eat either very little or nothing at all. Being over sensitive to the smells make cooking a daunting task. The haunting memories of the first pregnancy don't help either. Jannah has been moody today and soothing her is a real job. I know that things will take a turn for the worst in the next few days. I just must learn how to cope on my own.