Second pregnancy : first trimester

Just after I discovered I was pregnant again, I knew I had to be prepared for the first trimester nausea to kick in.

With Rayyan before, it was during Ramadan and I couldn't fast because I was puking at least 3 times a day. So I was glad that this time it wasn't the Holy month and I could at least fill my stomach without worrying about other people seeing.

It's gonna be better this time, I thought.

Oh boy how wrong I was.

It was even worse than before.



Nausea? 24/7 a day. The whole day feeling like gas is going to come out from my stomach with acid, so I had to munch something to make my mouth feel better. Brushing teeth in the morning is dreadful because every single time I brush, it feels like I'm going to puke any second - at the wee hours of the day.

Puking? At least 3 times a day. Morning, noon, evening - and during weekends, whenever we were out somewhere and I had eaten something than my stomach couldn't embrace, I'd be running to the bathroom once we reach home to throw up whatever I had eaten before and left feeling like a worm for the rest of the day due to the empty stomach. Having dinner again? No way, my mouth would feel like it's full of acid reflux and nothing tastes decent anymore.

A combination of these two? Fatigue. Heading to bed at 9 pm every night and thanking God that I have Shahrul who would look after Rayyan and get him to bed when it's 10-11 pm himself.

No, it wasn't better this time. It was worst - makes me feel like there's no way I'm going to be pregnant again for the third time!

Was complaining about this to my colleague, and she said,

"Yes, usually second pregnancy tires more than the first one - because we have to look after the firstborn too and running after him while taking care of ourselves. I cried every day during my second pregnancy"

-_-"

Well, no one told me sobs.

Complained about this to the husband,

"Well, you wanted this remember?"

With a huge smirk on his face.

Hormones were too rage to care - if not, his clothes would be outside the house that next day.

(Shared my first trimester experience during my first pregnancy here.)