Posts Tagged ‘Morning Sickness’
It worked!
I’m no longer ‘down with the sickness’. Those fish oils pills were definitely the culprits in my evening misery. And I’m talking, knees to your chest, rocking back and forth, crying for yo’ mama sick. I felt so good last night, I even almost did a little dance. (Ok. I actually did a little dance, but no one saw me.) A lot of it has to do with the relief of knowing why I was so sick. It’s bad enough feeling crappy, but then your mind kicks in and starts accusing you of not doing the right thing, or doing something wrong and that is why you feel so bad. Nope. Just crappy fish oil pills.
If this is pregnancy, I can handle it!
Yes. I would like fries with that.

Scott came home yesterday with a 20-piece Chicken McNuggets. By request. Ok, I did not request 20 but I did request the nuggets. I will not say how many I ate, but I will say that it was the first meal I actually enjoyed in a long time. Weird, as I have not eaten at McDonald’s in years. But baby gets what baby wants. And it seems like baby wants fast food right now. But I wonder if this is really true, or if I just like it because it is fast, and when I hit those -panichavetoeatNOW- moments, there is always a drive thru (sic) available.
For all my natural food opinions, it feels strange to be pounding back these golden fried little wonders. But seriously, at this point, I am just grateful I am not throwing up everything I attempt to eat. On that note, I think I have discovered the source of my night-time morning sickness. This morning I took my fish oil pills with breakfast, instead of dinner like I normally do, and half an hour later I was ready to start heaving. Success! My accidental experiment worked and I now know -don’t take the fish oil pills! I will look for an alternative brand, but really I am on so many supplements right now, and getting tested every two weeks by my doctor to see what I am deficient in, that I am not concerned. We shall see if the dreaded 8pm arrives tonight without its usual drama…
Speaking of doctors, I promised details of our eight-week examination. And here they are!
Scott and I went to the doctor’s office at eight weeks (and two days) for my initial exam and first meeting with the actual doctor. (Previous visit was mostly paperwork and Q&A with the nurse). She was running quite late, which left lots of time for creative tweeting in the waiting room:
Off to see the Gyno-saurus for an ultrasound….not on me silly!
9:58 AM May 18th via Twitter for iPhone by @TulsaScott
Sigh. I can’t even pretend to be annoyed because it really is quite funny to see him sitting next to the ‘all cell phones must be switched off’ sign, giggling to himself at how clever he is.
We went in and met the doctor, who is awesome by the way. Did all the exam stuff. Actually thought I made sure that Scott didn’t steal anything this time, and then it was time for the first ultrasound. Ah ha! I want proof! Photographic evidence that, as Scott says, it’s not just a quantum-singularity in my belly absorbing all the food and raining bits of cracker and carrot into some unsuspecting land in another dimension.
Nope. It’s a baby.
See!
Ok well maybe you can’t really see, but it’s that little blurb in the middle of the black. Apparently the head is on the left and we watched a little light pulse in the middle. That is the heartbeat! Pretty cool stuff.
Our next appointment is for 12 weeks, which is next week!
Oh, and I guess Scott got away with something again…
Last Dr visit was a giant Q-tip. This visit is this? Not quite sure what it is but I ain’t gonna use it. http://yfrog.com/j0idjrj
1:27 PM May 18th via Twitter for iPhone by @TulsaScott



