Category: Morning Sickness



I thought I was over this particular state of blah, but I appear to have had a recent relapse: the smell of cooking meat is suddenly making me ridiculously nauseated.  It makes it quite difficult to enjoy dinner at home these days.  I really, really hope the last ten weeks aren’t going to be all like this.  I’m not sure I could take that again.

Although I will say that Thai food is back on the menu, which makes me happy.  The Munchkin did not appear to be distressed by it on Sunday or today when I had the leftovers at lunch.  And might I just say that curry definitely gets spicier with each passing day?  Because it really, really does.  *laughs*

I never did update after our last doctor’s appointment.  I didn’t gain any more weight for the two weeks.  I passed my one-hour gestational diabetes test from last time around.  The Muchkin’s kidney vessels are more dilated now, but there’s still nothing that can be done before he gets here, so I’m just preparing to be induced a week or so early and hoping that surgery won’t be required when all is said and done.


I totally just typed up and deleted an extraordinarily whiny post.  I think this being nauseated all the time is getting to me — it’s been a long week.

However, I had some yummy sushi today for lunch.  California rolls are the yum, not to mention what I’ve been craving for entirely too long.  It was nice to be able to fulfill the craving and not have it be for junk food.  I think I can handle craving California rolls.  Especially since they’re fairly cheap while being tasty.

I’m tempted to learn how to make my own sushi, but the ingredients are kinda cost-prohibitive, since I’m the only one who eats it, and you just don’t need much avocado to make a single Cali roll.

Hopefully this means the Munchkin will turn out to like all sorts of food if I keep eating stuff like this?  That might start to make up for the wanting to puke all the time…

Dear Munchkin,


If you could back off on the abrupt need to worship the porcelain gods, that would be great.  It was only that one time so far, so I can forgive and forget.  This time.  But let’s not have a repeat performance, okay?

Thanks, your loving incubator,

Mom


I’ve had a pretty darned good couple of days.  It seems like starting my mornings early and on the road with some hot chocolate really goes a long way toward staving off the morning sickness.  I’m going to have to figure out how to carry that over into a normal work day.

I also need to find a new breakfast food.  The bagels haven’t been what I’ve wanted the last couple of times I’ve given them a shot.  Not sure what I’m going to turn to, but I guess I’ll figure it out in the morning.

We’re going to the lake this weekend.  I so cannot wait!  One of the couples knows; don’t know if we’re going to tell the others.  We might have to if my morning sickness hits with a vengeance, unfortunately.  So I need to clean out my car to make room for all our stuff, plus any passengers we may end up with (I’d say at least one — I volunteered to drive since I’ll be on call and would hate to make anyone else come back early if I got called in).  It’s something of a mess.

The cats remain attached at my hips at all times.  Prometheus is laying here on the couch with me as I type.  Today it got them locked in the bathroom accidentally.  I thought maybe they had learned their lesson, but Tesla followed me right back in not five minutes after I let him out.  Bless his heart…

All right, I’m off in search of sleep and another good day tomorrow.


Apparently my body can only accommodate a certain number of icky symptoms at once.  I can have a screwed up digestive tract, or I can have morning sickness.  Last week, the morning sickness kicked in but I suddenly found myself no longer needing Colace.

Today I was back to needing Colace, but at least I didn’t want to vomit everywhere.  I’ll take this trade after the last week!

Never fear,


the nausea is here.

It was something of a long morning, since every time I got the least bit hungry (aka, stopped shoveling food into my mouth), I had a burning desire to vomit.  Fortunately, I refrained and chugged a great deal of water — that kind of might have been a red flag to the guys.

I’m not sure whether to be amused at the fact that I totally called this happening or annoyed that I haven’t put anything in my mouth in the past couple of hours aside from some V8 Fruit Fusion — and that stuff is incredible — and therefore want to go hug the toilet.  I’m going to focus on being amused and extolling the V8 virtue to distract myself.

The little things are scary


I’m going to have to stop frequenting pregnancy boards.  I’m going to drive myself nuts otherwise.

I know that everything is probably fine, but reading about everyone’s morning sickness and food aversions is making me nervous because I’m really not having any of that.  I’m still hungry and thirsty all the time, at least.  Oh, yeah, and the intense need for Colace.

But on the board this evening, it seemed like every other thread was about not really having any symptoms and turning up with a missed miscarriage and not being able to find a heartbeat at that first appointment.  It’s seriously starting to freak me out because there’s just not really any way to tell how things are going at this point until that first appointment.

I’m not saying I’d kill for some morning sickness right about now.  I’m just saying that a little bit of nausea would actually be reassuring right about now.  (And now I’ll probably be back here in a couple of days going, “Oh dear sweet mother of heaven, I have done nothing but huddle miserably over the toilet since I last posted.  I can’t believe I thought morning sickness would be a good idea!  Will someone put me out of my misery?  Just shoot me, please!”)

Wow, the thought of morning sickness just made me nauseated.  The power of positive thinking or a reflection of the fact that there is entirely too much sugar in this fruit juice I’m drinking?  The world may never know.  😛