Not Me Monday

Monday, November 2, 2009

9 weeks, 1 day pregnant

  • I did not underestimate my morning sickness this morning, by popping out of bed (forgoing crackers) and quickly downing two Eggos and juice. I would never do something so stupid, that would only make me want to die 10 minutes later.
  • I did not come extremely close to throwing up on my city’s main downtown street.
  • I did not sit in the car until 9:20 a.m., sobbing to Darling Husband that I was going to puke.
  • I did not gorge on fruit — eating apple slices, a plum, and a baggie of green grapes within the span of two hours. I am the model of self-control.

Weekly re-cap

(Oct. 26 to Nov. 1)

Symptoms: Nauseous, exhausted, peeing a lot, excessive hunger

Body changes: Stomach is most definitely getting bigger (wore my belly band with all pants and jeans — except my blessed yoga pants).

Cravings: Oreos (finally got some!)

Loved chowing down on: Plums, clementine oranges, green grapes — fruit is rocking my world right now! And, you know, Oreos.

Could not stomach: Mayonnaise (or the thought of any sandwiches or wraps), looking at raw meat.

High point: Going for my eight-week appointment and hearing that all of my vitals are perfect — and that I get to see my OBGYN so soon!

Low point: Spotting that lasted about a day. Absolutely terrifying, and I am not sure I will ever stop crossing my fingers before looking at my underwear (until Baby is safely here).

Paranoid moment of the week: Holding my breath while walking past smokers on the street. I have always hated walking through clouds of smoke, but now I feel like snarling, “Baby on board, assholes!”

Weird moment of the week: Probably being surprised by how my hunger has amped up. I am still trying to get used to packing bigger lunches, and making sure I have healthy snacks available (fruit has helped) so I avoid eating crap just because it’s easy.

My exhaustion has reached a new level …

I always carve pumpkins for Halloween — always, at least two or three — but this year, I have resorted to “carving” virtual “produce” in Microsoft Paint.

Sure, they don’t decorate the deck quite the same way. But I didn’t have to spend two hours gutting them, and then deal with a mess of newspapers and slop.
And that, my friends, is time I spent sleeping instead!
Happy Halloween!

It ain’t easy being green

Friday, October 30, 2009

8 weeks, 5 days pregnant

For most women, morning sickness symptoms peak during the ninth or tenth week of pregnancy. (Source)

Oh internet … you are correct.

Still have not thrown up — and it appears I might not, if I’ve made it this far — but I have come as close to it as humanly possible.

ALL. THE. TIME.
This week has been the hardest so far, but I am definitely used to it. For preggos and future-preggos, here is what seems to help — or at least not make it worse:
Quite the list, huh? Well, yesterday I discovered the ultimate cure! In fact, I should really write a book about it.
Behold! …

They work miracles, I tell you!


More ideas below!


My Husband (REALLY) Rocks

Dear Darling Husband,


You have never been more worthy of a “My Husband Rocks” post, as you have this week.
  • You have cooked
  • You have cleaned up the condo
  • You have done the dishes
  • You have loaded the dishwasher
  • You have walked Little Dog
  • You have made the bed
  • You have made my lunches — including how you lovingly sliced my green apple every morning, carefully placed the slices into a baggie, and then proceeded to liberally soak them with lemon juice — ladies, it helps with morning sickness. TRY IT.
I have felt guilty a lot this week, as I lay in a bundled heap on the couch, watching you flit around and tackle all of the work I used to do we used to share.

Guilty that I have been too exhausted/nauseated to do anything productive. But you are always quick to remind me that I’m doing some hard work of my own. And for that, you are completely and absolutely wonderful.

THANK YOU.

Love, your wife
xoxo