Paris and Morning (all-day) Sickness

May 23^rd -31^st

7w2d to 8w2d

            As most of our friends and family know, we had been planning a trip to Paris, France with Ben’s family for about a year now.   The dates finally arrived, and so did my morning sickness.  I think I was the most excited person in the family about going to Paris.  I have taken 4 semesters of French, and I couldn’t wait to see all of the amazing things I had read and learned about with my European Studies Minor in college.  Unfortunately, morning sickness began to set in around 6.5 weeks.  At first I was just tired all the time.  Then I started to feel nauseous most of the day.  And finally, just in time for our flight, my gag reflex went into overdrive. 

We stayed in a beautiful part of Paris, and we were walking distance to almost everything!  However, walking distance became a double-edged sword for me.  I loved how easily we could get from place to place, but that inadvertently meant walking an average of 13 miles each day while going from place to place to place (and in and around each place).  When we visited Rome, I had no trouble walking at least that much (and probably more), but with my new, lovely pregnancy symptoms, each day became a greater challenge for me to keep up.  Even so, I am still thrilled that I had the opportunity to see and do so many incredible things.  At 8.5 weeks gestation, our baby is more traveled than I was until my twenties!