Bad blogger checkin' in!
Man, it's going to be great/terrible when Tommy gets a job and has to leave me every day. I honestly don't know how I'll do it. I've been beyond useless the last few weeks. Really, the worst it's ever been. If I can manage to "only" throw up once or twice in a day, I consider it a huge success, even if I pass out for 2 hours on the sofa. And then fall asleep at 8:24 p.m. for the evening.
And forget any kitchen chores. The stench that emanates from every appliance and surface in that room is enough to get me running for the bathroom.
And y'all, I've done this 4 other times before. It has never, ever been this atrocious.
BUT...things have gotten a lot better in the last few days. Yay! Better! Thanks to my friend E. from UD, I have totally restricted my diet and in doing so have managed to actually participate in Thanksgiving activities, such as eating. And sitting around. Wait a second, this might not be an improvement after all.......
Seriously though, she sent me this pamphlet called Managing Morning Sickness by Marilyn Shannon. I had to COMPLETELY cut out all sugar, both fructose and sucrose as well as any caffeine, even the tiniest amounts.
Then I upped my protein intake by, like, 260%. At least.
Oh, oh, oh....it turns out that naturally low blood pressure, which I have, can also result in feeling super ill during pregnancy. Why am I only just now learning this? She actually encourages those of us 100/60 gals to increase our salt intake which can help get our blood pressure to normal levels and get us feeling better sooner. So add salt to those nuts, baby!
I'm not joking folks- I eat cheese and yogurt and almonds All. Day. Long. And the only liquid I can drink (not as per the diet, as per my own trial and error and this very picky baby) is milk. True story.
Y'all, if you're imagining that this new found eating schedule has resulted in me being slim and trim, you are sorely, sorely mistaken.
I'm a blimpie blimp already, what can I say. And at just 10 weeks and 2 days, that ain't no baby there, no sirree bob. Of course, this would be an awesome time time to insert photo of chub, but since I don't want to make anyone's eyes bleed (I'm kind like that), I'll show you this instead:
An unexpected snow weeks before Thanksgiving had the kids enjoying their first snow day in November. It all melted the next day but it really was a fun day for everyone. Living in a place with four real seasons is never boring!
Oh man, I promised I wouldn't talk about the yuck anymore, and there I went and just did it again. I'm sorry, really and truly sorry. Give me another chance. I promise I'll be good!