When I was pregnant with Elizabeth, I felt very tired and nauseous for much of the first trimester. Many smells and too much bending made me retch violently, but I was fortunate to avoid much in the way of actual throwing up. This pregnancy has been rather different. The nausea comes unexpectedly and with great violence. Last week I totally traumatized Elizabeth when I had to pull over on the side of the highway. I was just lucky I happened to have a bag handy, and very thankful when I discovered it was waterproof. I managed to drive shakily home and then sat in the driveway a while before calling Brendan to come and rescue us. Elizabeth was totally unresponsive by then, pretending to be asleep in the back and obviously greatly upset. Brendan calmed her down and I went to lie down for a while.
Since being so sick is not particularly fun, I went to my family doctor today in the hopes of getting an earlier ultrasound to actually confirm the pregnancy. When I was first pregnant with Elizabeth, my previous family doctor was very surprised that we weren't particularly excited by the positive pregnancy test he administered. It wasn't until we'd had the first ultrasound that we were convinced there was actually a baby. Quite aside from having had positive pregnancy tests followed by miscarriage in the past, we know a couple of people who've had positive pregnancy tests followed by an empty ultrasound, and we also know from the fertility testing we did pre-Elizabeth that my risk of this happening is much higher than normal.
I quite like my current family doctor, but I admit I was quite frustrated when she flatly refused to give me an ultrasound requisition on the grounds that it was "unnecessary". She basically told me that I was worrying too much about unusual complications. It was only later that I realized that she doesn't actually know any of my fertility history.