So I can describe this past week in one word really: nausea. Constant nausea. Most of the stuff I've read about "morning" sickness talks about waves of nausea or the sudden need to totally vom. Not in my experience so far. The only time in the past week that I haven't felt nausea is during the few hours I've been able to actually get to sleep and stay asleep. (Few and far between.) I tried crackers, ginger ale, popsicles... they all help a little, but nothing has really settled my stomach.
So, today I thought I'd get some chicken noodle soup and restock my ginger ale. The cinnamon smell in the grocery store (from those christmas pinecones I think, even though I didn't see any) actually made me feel a little better, the roasted turkey smell from the deli (for the holidays I guess) even smelled a bit yummy to me, but as I made my way through the aisles I started feeling worse than ever. By the time I got home I was in tears!
As soon as the first hint of nausea hit me a few weeks ago I thought I could control it. I just needed to rest as much as possible and try not to think about it. I just knew if I let myself lose it I'd think of that nastiness every time I got nauseas and have to run to the bathroom. Um...silly me? Needless to say, today was officially vom day 1 for me. I did actually feel a bit better after. It may have been relief of getting it over with. I think it was because when I opened the bathroom door my husband was there holding our two chihuahuas with a "poor baby" look on his face. He said "we're here to support you honey." That was a nice surprise.
-Jessy
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