Oh the hormones! While I still have not lost my cookies, I gag and wretch as the most obnoxious things!
One of the first things I learned while we were trying to conceive is under no circumstances take the prenatal vitamin in the morning; not unless I take it with a brunch sized breakfast. I take it with dinner to avoid the extremem motion sickness and nausea that insues otherwise.
Also, as long as I have something in my stomach, the nausea doesn't get too out of hand. Although, that means that I am munching constantly, even though I am not hungry. I live off of oragne juice, pretzels and cherries at this point.
But, there are certain things that I just can't prepare for. What makes it worse is the absolute inananesness of it all!
Okay, first thing that really got me is totally avoidable. While feeding the cats last week, I started to gag and wretch at the smell of the catfood. Hell, I wretched and coughed so hard I threw my back out for a day! Yeah, matt feeds the cats now.
Then, there is the cat's puking up hairballs. Not only can I not clean up the puke, smell the puke, look at the puke, I have to hold my hands over my ears and "lallalalalalalalalalalalal" so I don't puke along with the cat. Poor matt, he not only gets to clean out the litter box now, but he gets to clean up all the cat puke too.
Sure, so far these gag triggers make sense. Prepare for the silly.
I coulnd't wear my retainer last night becuase the top retainer touching my upper soft pallet was enough with the nausea to set off the gagging and wretching. Hell, I figured that I would just take out the top one and leave the bottom retainer in. Oh hells no, once the gagging starts, everything sets it off. The bottom one had to go to.
So, I wake up this morning thinking that I wouldn't have to deal with the rush to the bathroom to take out the retainers and brush my teeth before the stomach starts to clench and flip. Oh how so very wrong I was...
My own morning mouth set me off in huge body wracking gags. Hell, just remembering it has be silently gagging. I had to yell at matt to bring me a glass of orange juice and then run into the bedroom to lie down in the cool darkness. Ugh!
The readings suggest that I eat dry toast or saltines in bed both at night before I go to sleep and in the morning before I even get out of bed.
I don't think that is going to work if as soon as I wake up my own morning mouth has me gagging straight away.
I used to have a nice solid, stomach of steel. Nothing could make me gag. Oh how things are changed.
Seriously, I am afraid of having a Raising Hope moment on the baby whenever I have to clean up spit-up or a dirty diaper!
For those of you who don't know the Raising Hope moment I refer to...
It's the best version I could find. Skip to thirty seconds in.