Silly Mom Thoughts

I spent Friday night and all of Valentine’s Day sicker than sick. It was absolutely awful. I didn’t want to move for fear of tossing my cookies. I couldn’t eat, and could barely drink. Personally, I think it is quite cruel that pregnant chicks are even allowed to get the flu or any other virus. We should have automatic immunity, don’t you think?

Knowing the dangers of dehydration, especially in pregnancy, I made sure I was getting plenty of fluids, especially water and drinks with electrolytes. With all the times I ran to the bathroom and subsequently rid myself of the beverages, I started switching beverage colors, you know, to keep it interesting.

While I was miserably spewing my guts out every hour or so, I would think to myself, I want to feel normal again, this sucks!

The funny thing is ”normal” for me right now still involves daily nausea. I can honestly say I’d take nausea any day to hugging my toilet all day long, incapable of caring for my kids or myself. At least with nausea, I know it’s for good reason. The flu or food poisoning or whatever nasty thing plagued me the past couple of days didn’t do me any good.

Still, it’s nice to have that perspective. I could be so much sicker than I am. Nausea is still miserable, yes. But it’s far better than not being able to hold anything in my stomach. My heart goes out to the pregnant women who have to suffer from such severe symptoms.

Today, I’m still not 100% back to my pseudo-normal state, but at least I can eat. Can I tell you how much I’m in love with Cup ‘O Noodles? There’s nothing better than slightly rubbery noodles and dusty dried veggies in super salty broth. Yummy. (No seriously, I do love it.) Hopefully tomorrow, I’ll be back to my normal self (if you could ever use the word “normal” to describe anything about me), and hopefully soon after that I’ll be done with the nausea stage of this pregnancy. Two more weeks and the first trimester is over, yay!

(I have to give a big shout out to my mom who came over Friday night for a fun girl’s night, and instead ended up taking care of my kids and me for 24 hours while Turk was at work. I would have been a total mess if it weren’t for her help. Thanks, Ma!)