"Morning sickness" has reared it's ugly head... I knew I should not have done all of that bragging! Also, the term MORNING sickness is a total and utter lie, seeing as how I have my head in the toilet at all hours of the day. Pregnancy is a hard thing to hide when the color of your skin has turned green and you instantly dry heave at the mere mention of steak. Sadly, fruit has become the enemy as I proceed to instantly throw up all of the delicious fruit that I eat. But I have started to look on the bright side... it is not all that bad when coming back up (kind of like a smoothie)! However, I can tell you to stay away from the foods for which that is definitely not the case... hot Cheetos, bean dip, tomato soup, chips and salsa, and the ugliest of them all- spaghetti!
Here are 2 of my favorite barf stories (if you can call them 'a favorite'):
Our call room (at work) is surrounded by really, really thin walls and the neonatologist happens to be in the room next door to us. Remember, this instance occurred before anyone knew that we are pregnant! The poor doctor-on-call was a practical witness to an all-nighter, and I am not talking about a drunk fest in college, people. I proceeded to ralph my brains out from 1am to 3am and he could hear each glorious moment. How do I know this? The next morning he asked me if I was alright...physicially alright! As I lied straight to his face, he proceeded to give me some of the strangest looks and after 30 minutes of inquisition he finally conceded. A couple of weeks later when I spilled the beans, he told me that he thought I had an eating disorder...nice!
I will start this next story by saying...poor, poor Amanda! We had hopped into her car to make a run to the HEB and needless to say I was not feeling so stellar on the way there. She quickly pulled into a parking spot and we jumped out of the car in the hopes that I would make it inside before the eruption. Well, that didn't happen.... I proceeded to throw-up approximately 2 pounds of cherries and blueberries in the middle of the parking lot. Not only did Amanda get to witness this spectacle, the 50 other people in the parking lot got an eye full as well. One girl was looking with such disgust and I imagined that she was thinking, 'What a drunk bi**h, she is throwing up in an HEB parking lot at 2pm!' The others just avoided me as I walked into the store, all the while wondering what disease I had that would make me throw up so violently. To put the cherry on top (literally) I walked back to the car to find a dog licking up the evidence, I didn't have to heart to tell him that it probably wasn't such a good idea!
How far along? 9 weeks
Total weight gain/loss: Down five pounds... lets keep it coming!
Maternity clothes? Sweatpants and pajama pants are my new best friend (thanks to "the bloat").
Sleep: I am pretty sure I am sleeping as I type this.
Best moment this week: Being able to hold down a chocolate dip cone from good ol' DQ!
Movement: Still waiting...
Gender: Bueller????
Labor Signs: No, and lets keep it that way!
Belly Button in or out? Still in...score!
What I miss: Fruit...what a sad, sad situation.
What I am looking forward to: Getting my head out of the toilet.
Weekly Wisdom: Never think you are too old for morning sickness.
Milestones: I think I can see a very tiny baby bump starting to form...so exciting!
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