Ah, week 7. It was a doozy. We were in Cornwall for a week to celebrate our 3rd anniversary. And I did NOT feel good. 😦

First of all, Baby is about half an inch long now. Or the size of a blueberry. Which I didn’t have on hand. So instead I found a bean that was about half an inch long. 🙂

Now about our week. We did a lot of walking/hiking which was probably good for me, but I wasn’t thoroughly enjoying it. I had lower back pain, so I really just wanted to sit all the time. But most of my sitting was done in the car. Which brought on the worst symptom of the week: nausea. Something I didn’t know about Cornwall: all those coastal roads are very narrow, very curvy, and very steep. Ugh, my stomach was so unhappy. I probably felt the best when we were outside right on the coast. That sea air made me feel much better!

Food was not really my friend this week. I struggled to eat almost every meal. Those of you who know me well know that I really love food. So not wanting to eat? I didn’t know what to do with myself! I felt especially bad, because all of our meals were either at the B&B we stayed at or at a restaurant. So I felt like I was insulting the staff when I couldn’t eat. I made it through most of the week without actually getting sick, but then Friday, our last night in Cornwall, I got sick after dinner. And then both nights after that too.

I guess I just assumed that I would get sick in the morning if I got sick at all during pregnancy. Nausea hits me anytime of day, but the vomiting seems to happen in the evenings. Either before dinner or a few hours afterward. Keeping food in the stomach is supposed to help with nausea, but I had such a hard time actually eating. I mean, nothing sounded good at all!

Don’t worry, we did have a nice vacation. But it would have been better if I had felt a little better. 🙂