At some point, I’m going to tell you about the awesome day we had on Saturday. Which was much needed after I hugged the toilet for the first time in two pregnancies on Friday night and cried about it. (Domino’s pizza–I love you. The first time. And yes. I cried about puking.)
And then at some point, I’m going to tell you that we had a pretty run-of-the-mill Sunday. Awesome in its predictability and low-key-ness. (Or I won’t write about it because it was pretty boring except for seeing Jennifer and Co. for fro-yo.)
But first, I’m going to whine.
After I tell you that I finally, FINALLY got some relief from the Southbound lane thanks to a lovely little Sunsweet snack. (Seriously. Thank the sweet baby Jesus in His swaddling clothes for that relief. And adult Jesus, too.)
So back to that whining thing.
I think there’s something about my job that makes me have to puke. Or not my job, necessarily, but the fact that I can’t be horizontal on the couch for 10 minutes here and there if that’s what I need to let a bout of nausea pass. Somehow I think I can’t curl up on top of my desk during a break the same way I used to curl up on the top of the chest freezer’s at Mama’s restaurant and take a catnap with my head on a cardboard box.
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Or it’s the talking and swallowing of air while doing said talking. It’s kind of hard to teach without talking, you know? Unless I want to teach miming. And I don’t. I suppose I could pretend to have lost my voice, but that’s only going to last for about a day before the boys in 6th period catch on and I have to start yelling at them to act like normal human beings again. All this talking makes me want to vomit.
So does chewing. As in, whatever I take for lunch that day is pretty much what I’m going to eat for lunch that day unless they’re having something tasty in the cafeteria. Which they never are. So that means even if it doesn’t sound good (and not much sounds good these days) I have to eat it. Because NOT eating is also not an option. But the act of chewing my food makes me want to yak.
Enter soups. Namely, the entire pot of homemade potato soup I made on Saturday evening and consumed in two days and Italian Wedding Soup. And the fact that it’s still a zillion degrees outside. But I? Am eating soup.
::sigh::
Five more weeks until I’m out of the first tri and, hopefully, not feeling quite so vommy.
Chewing made me want to vomit too. I was terrified of apples. I have no good advice for you except “silent reading day” (if you can make it actually silent) and “movie day.” But hang in there. You’ll make it.
It really just comes out of nowhere. I’ll be fine and eating a meal and then I’m all “oh…oh no…”
Man. I so know this as I got preggers in February, and spent the whole first trimester sipping ginger ale out of my coffee cup while pretending it was coffee. Oh, and that time I slammed the phone down and raised my voice, yeah, that was no good.
Mmmm. Ginger ale.
You got this!
((hugz))
I’ll make it. I will.
i hear ya on the soup. i lived on canned chicken noodle soupfor awhile
I’m digging some Italian Wedding. The thought of eating chicken makes me want to hurl. Unless it’s fried, oddly enough.
Dude you and Katie need to hurry it on up and get to the second trimester because all this talk about barfing is making me want to turn down eating…and I like to eat.
I hope that you start feeling better soon. Puking sucks.
AGREED. On all counts.
I cry over puking, too. Nasty, not fun business.
Have you tried sucking on ginger candies at all?
I’ve gone through almost a whole bag of Jolly Ranchers this week.
Ditto everyone else on the ginger ale and ginger candies. Find ginger that has real ginger in it. Doc Hansen’s Diet Ginger Ale was my best friend while pregnant (except that I drank it so much for m/s that my brain now forever associates it with puking. Just the though of it turns my stomach now). Jolly Ranchers helped too. Hope you feel better soon!
I’m keeping Canada Dry in business right now. And Jolly Ranchers.
UGH! I remember that feeling!! If it makes you feel any better, I LIVED off of soups during my last two pregnancies!!
You’re almost there! Hang on!
4 weeks to go in the 1st tri. And then? I hope I can eat real food again.
Puking does suck. And that feeling like you’re going to puke and then you’d feel better except you can’t? That sucks, too.
Fact: I’ve gone through this first trimester thing A LOT. Fact: That doesn’t make it any easier. I think it gets worse.
Hmmm…things that helped…
Lemonheads. Yes, the candy.
Crystallized Ginger. I used the straight-up jar of it from the spice isle, though I know Kroger has a “candy” version of it in their organics section. I think it’s the same but costs more that way.
Breathing cold air from the freezer.
Spitting when I got that salivating thing going.
Lots and lots and lots of small snacks. Cheese and crackers were tolerable. Sometimes.
Who am I kidding? None of it helped that much. I lost weight for the first halves of all three of my pregnancies (but made up for it later-don’t you worry!). And honestly, I can never look at a bowl of Cocoa Puffs the same way again, and that makes me sad. BUT it will get better.
I mean, 7.5 months tops, right?
Love you. You were the bright spot of my Sunday, as well. And anytime fro-yo sounds good, you just give me a shout. I’m a supportive friend like that.
*aisle.
I talk myself out of puking. And I force myself to eat. No losing weight for me.
And now I want Lemonheads.
i think i only threw up twice with both pregnancies. i felt like throwing up ALL OF THE TIME though. it was a sucky 8 weeks. i feel for you love–let me know when you feel it coming and i’ll get there as fast as i can to hold your hair back
Bring a cold washcloth, too, please. 🙂
If you are still feeling nauseous, try beans!! Something in them neutralizes what causes nausea.