End of 1st trimester, start of 2nd

My official last day of my first trimester was last Wednesday. I have kept careful watch because I was hoping my morning sickness would magically be over on the very day. When we got home from CA, I started throwing up multiple times a day. It was bad. I was starting to believe that the small condo we were temporarily living in was making me sick. Seriously, the smell of the garage and fridge would make my dry heave. The feather pillows would stab me in the night and I was about to take a knife to those suppose-called things that aid in relief and comfort at night. The couch was uncomfortable so I stayed in bed and my room was starting to feel like a prison since there was no where else to lounge. My poor 2 year old would ask me if I as going to throw up every time I coughed. All this sickness and lack of energy is difficult for a person like me who is usually up on my feet wanting to be productive whenever I'm awake. The first 3 months are always rough and this time around wasn't any easier since we we're living in a condo and then moving into our new home, which I love by the way. Luckily Jeff's mom and brother came when the movers unloaded our stuff to help out around the house and with the kids. Soon after, my parents came to do the same. Jeff was gone to New York that week they were here so that also helped. I'm very grateful for family who helped out at this time. In AK that wouldn't have happened and so we're already benefitting from our close proximity to family. My OB gave me Zofran which has helped with the vomiting but I still feel like I want to throw up...if that makes sense. I'm already starting to show. I've had 2 ultrasounds already. The baby's heart beat is normal and appears to be healthy. We will find out what were having this time. Oh, and I'm due April 2nd. I'm looking forward to holding and having a newborn around our home. The kids are excited. We told them at Grandma Marianne's house and then they broke the news to the family. Here's hoping I start feeling like normal soon. Despite the vomiting and feeling sick, I'm grateful I've never had to go the hospital for this and my pregnancies have never been high risk. So even though I'm kinda complaining I realize that it could be worse.