Musings of a disney crazed momma trying to balance motherhood and everything that comes along with it while living her (sometimes crazy) fairytale life
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
A man must have thought up that term...
Nausea and vomiting upon rising in the morning, especially during early pregnancy.
I call BS on that one! Seriously? More like all day sickness! I'm sure a man came up with that term, there is no other explanation. I thought I was the lucky one, you know, those pregnant bitches that you ask how they're feeling and they're beaming, with a huge smile and that "pregnant glow" because they feel just fine and dandy. I call them bitches because I used to be one of them. With Gabe I was nauseous from time to time but I think I threw up just once. So when I found out I was pregnant I expected the same thing, I didn't feel sick...then the 7th week rolled along and BAM! It hit me like that bus hit Regina George in Mean Girls. That's what I get for opening my big mouth, now I have that "glow"...which is more like a sheen of sweat from heaving up stomach acid. I try not to let my fear of puking intervene with eating what I want but it's kind of hard when you're trying to decide between two meals and the winning factor is "how bad will that hurt coming back up?". If I could I would just hibernate the rest of this trimester.