Humbling

It's been almost a month since I've been enveloped in this morning sickness fog and today was the first time I've actually gone exercising in a month (not counting the annual Thanksgiving flag football that I participated in - boy, it was surprising and good to know that I wasn't the most out-of-shape person). I guess I had taken for granted how pleasant overall my first pregnancy was. I didn't have morning sickness and I had marched along with business travel, stressful work (dealing with a crazy employee), long commute, and even continued to exercise vigorously until I was maybe 6 months pregnant. I definitely acted mentally and physically as if I wasn't even pregnant with Scarlett (in a good way). Goodness, if I had morning sickness during the first pregnancy, I don't know if I would've ever considered having a second one.
This time, as I sat in misery through a month of morning sickness, I wondered how it has been different as night and day. There were days when I didn't even feel up to walking the dog. Miraculously, the morning sickness got better on Thanksgiving to allow me to indulge a little bit. Up until then, it made me nauseous just thinkig about Thanksgiving. The morning sickness isn't completely gone yet but it sure felt good to have made it to the gym for a little exercise today. I know I've fooled myself before but hopefully, the lessening of the nausea may mean that the morning sickness is going away soon. Then, I can actually feel a little more excited about having a second one and start cherishing the moments Scarlett and I have together.