March 25 seems incredibly far away. I thought the second trimester was supposed to be this magical time where you don’t feel sick anymore, and you have energy it’s this wonderful rest before the discomfort of the third trimester. But that has not been the case.
Sleeping: Nearly impossible. I wake up several times a night to pee, and then I’m wide awake. It’s hard to get into a position that is comfortable, and I often wake up on my back.
Eating: I don’t really have an appetite, and I don’t have cravings, either. So if I don’t remind myself to eat then I’ll go too long and feel nauseous and horrible. The only thing I love right now is Jello, especially the orange flavor.