The other morning, my husband made some comment about the special bond between mother and baby while I was puking in the bathroom. It made me laugh, because I do not love throwing up. I thought about it for awhile, and realized that if anything, the vomiting was teaching me how little control I have over anything in my life, which is important, since I will not be able to control my child. I think it's important to realize that, because I've been on my own for so long and used to doing things my own way.
Later I was thinking about it more, and I think in a way, he may have been right about the mother's bond thing. One thing we learn is that sacrificing for others is the best way to both show love, and to increase love for others. So, I almost wonder if part of why pregnancy is so miserable physically is to help create that bond early on, and to get mothers used to sacrificing for their children.
Random thought of the month.