Teddy, my husband, was an angel sent from heaven... he cared for me; he brought me food while I was lying deathlike in bed. He held my hair when I threw up even when I was yelling at him to leave the bathroom, because I didn't want anyone to see me. He let me rest and he woke up in the middle of the night to comfort me when I woke up with that awful feeling yet again... He was there constantly to give me medicine or to put a cold rag on my head when I had a headache from the nausea. Teddy was a life saver. He was always looking up ways to help me feel better. Teddy often reminded me that this would go away in a few weeks.... FINALLY the nausea started to subside... I was feeling much better and could actually eat real food! Around this time we went to our very first ultrasound... it was so special. The doctor pointed out the baby... :) Teddy and I almost couldn't speak. The little guy was just a crazy jumping bean... full of energy and life. Even though I hadn't been able to eat, the baby had been just fine... In fact, it was healthy and incredibly active. The baby wouldn't even sit still long enough to be measured.
So despite my incredible battle against my hormones... our baby turned out just fine :) And we couldn't wait to watch our little one grow in the months to come. <3