I’ll start out by saying that I know that I’ve made some ‘less-than-stellar’ nutritional choices over the last few weeks. But, if I’m hungry and the only thing that sounds even relatively edible to me (also see: doesn’t make me want to immediately throw-up) happens to be a cheap Totino’s pizza or a double decker taco from Taco Bell, then I’m going to eat a cheap Totino’s pizza or a double decker taco. Unfortunately for my wonderful husband, my food cravings/aversions end up deciding most of our meals for us, and while pizza or mexican for 90% of our meals is fine by me, he’s not so pleased…
As I’m entering my 13th week (both sites I look at agree that BabyMort is about the size of a peach this week!!) I think some of my nausea/morning sickness problems are going away. But since I’m still not feeling 100%, I’ve promised my husband that he won’t have to eat more than 1 meal a day that’s pizza or mexican. That’s not to say that I won’t though 😀
When I’m not feeling sick, I do try to fit in my fruits and veggies for the day and I make sure to take my vitamin every day, so I don’t feel like I’m doing too bad. Although that may just be me in total denial!!
WARNING: The following post contains references to vomiting*. If you don’t want to read about it, STOP NOW!!
One of the lovely things many women get to deal with during pregnancy is “morning sickness,” defined as : nausea occurring in the early part of the day, especially, as a characteristic symptom in the first months of pregnancy. I think I’ve learned to deal with this pretty well at this point, eating frequent, small meals and trying to maintain a fairly constant blood sugar level. However, every now and then, it just comes out of nowhere and, in general, I’d say I’m much more sensitive to getting sick*. For example, brushing my teeth and coughing are two things that frighten me these days, because both have made me hurl*. So I try to be ultra-aware of these things and how my body is feeling/reacting to situations to keep myself from spewing* and am always aware of the closest bathroom or waste receptacle in case of emergency.
So, where is the previously referred to “brilliant idea?” Be patient, I’m getting there. This past Saturday we drove out to visit some friends and my dad and Roarke for the day. And to be honest, a 2 hour car ride seemed a little daunting. What if I suddenly needed food?? Well, we packed some snacks. But, what if I suddenly felt like I was going to regurgitate*? I didn’t want Aaron to have to get off on the shoulder and then do my business with cars zooming by. And even worse, what if this happened on our ~10 hour car ride out to Ohio next week?!? I’ll admit I’m a worrier, but that’s not going to change, so I needed to figure out how to make myself feel better about these possible situations. Luckily, just in the nick of time, I received a brilliant idea from a friend – even if she was just sharing her unfortunate experience.
Keep a stash of Ziploc bags handy!! That way, if you do retch*, you have a handly little container that can easily be sealed until proper disposal is available!! I’m so relieved!! Now all I have to do is decide what snacks to pack for 5 days away from home with 20 hours in the car and figure out if I’ll still fit into my clothes in a week and a half…
*I felt like using different words for “vomit” each time I referenced it, so I used the handy thesaurus. I thought if I was writing a whole post about it, I could at least try to keep it interesting instead of just disgusting. I’m not sure if I was successful in the ‘not just disgusting part,’ but it refreshed my vocabulary for a term I’m sure I’ll use a lot with a baby/kids in the future.
I’ve been feeling guilty, because we’ve only been to the gym 2 or 3 times in the last 6 weeks or so since we found out I was pregnant. And all 2 or 3 times occurred within the first couple weeks before I started feeling tired and then nauseous. I’ve read the literature that says exercising can actually help you feel like you have more energy and can help with morning sickness, constipation and bloating. But translating what I’ve read to real motivation just hasn’t happened.
So my plan: We have another doctor’s appointment on Tuesday. I’ll check with my doctor then to double check the do’s and dont’s. There are a couple classes I like that are offered at our gym, but I know there’s a few things I can’t do in those classes, so I’ll find out if he has suggestions for modifications. I’ve always been more excited/motivated to go to a class then just working out on my own. In addition, theoretically, the nausea and fatigue, to some extent, should go away within a couple weeks, so that should make it easier to get going.
Hopefully things work out the way they do in my head. If I’m still being lazy in a few weeks, I’m counting on all of you to get me going!!
I thought (quite naively I’m sure) that since I was 7.5 weeks along, and not really experiencing any morning sickness, that I was good to go!! I noticed that when I was hungry, man I was hungry and you better get some food in me, but I’ve always kind of been like that, so I wasn’t too surprised. But Friday I felt pretty crummy. I thought (hoped that) maybe I just didn’t get enough for breakfast and it had sort of thrown my whole day out of whack. No such luck!! I felt bad all weekend and still do. Sooo….looks like I’ve got a pesky case of morning sickness.
Lucky for me, I have the best husband!! Here’s what he’s done for me over the last few days:
- Ate some form of pizza with me for 4 out of 5 5 out of 6 meals, because it was the only thing that sounded even remotely good.
- Went grocery shopping alone, because I didn’t want to drag myself out of my pj’s and out into the real world. He even got me quick, easy snacks and peppermints to help soothe my stomach while he was there.
- Slaved in the kitchen Sunday afternoon making muffins for this week’s breakfasts, chicken cassoulet and baked macaroni and cheese that we can pop into the oven for quick dinners this week and chicken and noodles for Sunday’s dinner. This is especially significant, because football was on!! He did take the 13″ TV and rabbit ears from the spare bedroom and set it up on the kitchen counter so he could watch, but that’s a big downgrade from the 42″ High Definition that was available downstairs.
- Cleaned up the dog puke that Nick was nice enough to provide and steam cleaned all the basement carpets, instead of just the puke-spots.
- Washed, dryed, folded and put away several loads of laundry.
- Cleaned out the dog’s room – washing the bedding, sweeping and mopping their floor, vacuuming the hair off their futon – so that there’d be less of a smell to nauseate me when I went in there.
- Got up a few minutes early the past couple mornings to bring me a bowl of cereal in bed.
- Took me to Target Monday night after work to look at baby things. He told me there was something he wanted to buy with his 3rd quarter bonus from work and he just wanted to check it out. Then he walked me to the baby section and ooh-ed and aah-ed with me over everything. He said he thought that I could use a little cheering up since I’d been feeling so crummy.
- Stopped at the library over his lunch hour to check out a couple new books for me. I read both books that I had on Sunday and he wanted to make sure I had some more fun, relaxing reading to keep me busy.
- Made me laugh!! When I thanked him for everything he’d been doing, told him how much I appreciated it and how I was feeling a little guilty, he said, “Don’t worry about it. It’s my job. You make us a baby and I’ll do everything else while you’re feeling bad. You’d do the same for me if I was growing a baby, right?!?” I laughed and promised that if he was ever growing a baby inside him, that I’d do all he’d done and more!!