Somehow we’ve got from the last post about having to tell our family, to almost 8 weeks pregnant. So we’ve now known for 3 weeks that we’re pregnant.
This means that Donetta has been ill now for almost 3 weeks! I’ll be honest, it’s been horrible.
To be fair, there have been days recently where she’s been much better, but in the main she’s not been able to do anything. There’s been another trip to the doctors which I don’t think I updated you on, some great news and some not so great news.
The keytones I mentioned in an earlier post that were a huge concern have now gone! That’s great news because it was one of the biggest concerns we had. The not so great news is that Donetta has been given more pills to pop which means she still needs them.
She’s now passed the stage of throwing up several times a day and hasn’t actually been sick for a fair few days and she’s also managing to eat. She’s figured out how to manage the food situation, as soon as her bodies feels hungry she’s got a few select options that she shovels down immediately and it seems to be working.
Sausages! That’s how we ended up here in the first place (badum ching!) Sausages though have been the go to food for over a week now. Richmond frozen sausages with brown sauce. Obviously she doesn’t eat them frozen, just in case there’s any new mums following this and are thinking ‘I knew we would get weird cravings, but frozen sausages?!‘ She’s been eating little pots of jelly too, only orange flavour though, obviously, OH and salt and vinegar crisps.
My hope for these LIVE UPDATES as it happens, is to bring an honest, fresh and real account of our pregnancy. You might be expecting or thinking about having a baby, or you might have already been there and done it and just want to follow another parents perspective. I hope this can give a good insight into our pregnancy journey and there’s something you can take from it.
With that in mind I will be brutally honest and say that from my point of view, Donetta being so unwell in these initial 3 weeks of us finding out has spoiled the news so far. Obviously it’s no-ones fault and this scenario in early pregnancy is massively common but I want to put it out there so others feeling the same way don’t think it’s just them feeling like this. I want to shout from the roof tops and discuss baby names, telling the world and generally get excited, but the last thing Donetta wants to do is discuss girls names whilst throwing up into a bucket and having zero energy to get off the sofa.
It really does feel like our excitement and plans are on hold until she gets passed this phase. In fact, it’s almost like life is on hold until she can find her feet again. I’ve been a one-man band at home, doing my bit as I’ve always done but now doing all of the things Donetta usually sorts too, on top of that playing solo with our whole David and Donetta and DadvWorld businesses too. I’m not after sympathy or moaning I have extra jobs to take on, it’s all part of the dad/husband role and if you’re a dad/husband going through a similar phase, get on with it, this is our end of the bargain and it’s much easier than what our women are going through.
Saying that, it does take a toll and can be frustrating so don’t feel bad for feeling like that, especially when this scenario is taking the edge off what should be an exciting time. It is just a phase though, once they pick up and they will, this will all be forgotten.
With a bit of luck it won’t be too long before I’m updating this journey with the facts that Donetta is back on her feet and we’re ready to let the lid off of our exciting news!
Sorry it’s been more on the negative side this post but it’s what’s happening right now and I’m sure it’ll help knowing others have these phases too, keep reading though, it’ll pass and we will have much more exciting updates soon 🙂