Motrin

I lost the battle.
Yesterday I woke up around 6:45am with a throbbing headache. I took tylenol and waited. Of course it didn't work. I took more tylenol. That didn't work either. Not to say that I am surprised because tylenol does nothing for me. I may as well be popping tic-tacs. Anyway, I tried my water trick. After I stepped down from my 12 year reign as Queen Motrin for fertility purposes, I discovered that sometimes, and I do mean sometimes, if I drink two glasses of water it cures my headache. That didn't work either.
Then I tried massage. Tim massaged my back and neck, and still no relief.
I tried to lie down in a quiet room. No relief.
I finally broke down. I sent Tim to the store around 5:30 to buy a pack of motrin.

I tossed two back with a swig of water and 15 minutes later my headache was gone!

I know I'm not supposed to take them, but desperate times call for desperate measures.
What happens when the pain is gone? Justifications begin. I pointed out to Tim that some women smoke their whole pregnancies. Some women still have a glass of wine daily. Some women eat deli meats freely. Some women still subject their bodies to higher temps than recommended.
I just had a motrin. Two motrin. I feel fine.

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Also, I am scared that my destiny is to be one of the women who say post-pregnancy, "Who me? I was sick my ENTIRE pregnancy!" Although it has gotten better, I have still been vomiting. I vomited three times 2 nights ago after drinking root beer. I don't know what to say. I think I am learning not to have so many expectations throughout this deal. Babies don't know what trimesters are, and they certainly don't respect boundaries and expectations preset for them based on trimesters. *Sigh*