Morning Sickness is a crock

(sorry again this is so long. I never realize how much I have to write until I write it. And once I start I guess I just can't stop. maybe i need to start outlining these blogs before I write so I stay on topic lol. hope its not too boring :-P)

So I guess I'm just about starting in my 7th week of pregnancy. I still haven't gone to the OB yet (i go on the 26th) but according to my babybump App and my profile on WTE (what to expect.com) and other websites that predict your due date from your last menstrual period I range anywhere from the middle of my 6th week to the beginning of my 7th week. *shrugs* so who freaking knows?! WELL, all the articles I've read and/or people I've talked to say that morning sickness usually hits right around the 7th week...along with most of the more unpleasant pregnancy symptoms. To be honest I really wasn't too worried about morning sickness because I never really experienced it with Sydney aside from a handful of days I just felt yucky. I never threw up...never really felt too bad at all.

Well even just this morning I was talking to some other mommy friends about how I didn't have morning sickness with Syd and how I hadn't really felt anything yet. I also mentioned I thought I was still in my 5th or 6th week (which was when a mommy friend let me know she didn't really experience any sickness until her 7th week and it lasted til 14 weeks! yikes!) I felt pretty good pretty much all morning--we had an Easter Egg Hunt at a friend's house and had such a good time, both myself and Syd--and even on the drive home. Chris was home when I got home so I assumed he had the day off--no he was just working at home. Sydney was in a bad mood from the second we got out of the car. I guess we were just cutting it a little too close to naptime for her liking. She perked up when she saw daddy and showed him all the eggs she had gotten and even opened and tasted some of the snacks (at least the ones she hadn't gobbled all up at the actual playdate lol) When I tried to get her to eat lunch she didn't want to have anything to do with it. I even asked and offered her tons of choices but to no avail. It was obviously time for a nap for little miss crabby britches.

We did our typical naptime routine (and mind you she has been taking pretty decent naps recently...anywhere from 1.5-2.5 hrs most days) and I stayed with her and held her hand and sang her some songs (again like I usually do) but I guess she was just too overtired and too psyched that daddy was home when we weren't really expecting him to be home. Well, anyways, she wouldn't go to sleep. So then Daddy tried to come in and "help" and that NEVER works so we were pretty much screwed on the nap front. Since I am so wonderfully pregnant, and moody and exhausted pretty much ALL of the time now I just threw up my hands in disgust and told daddy in no uncertain terms FINE you take her! I'm taking a nap! As I closed the door to the bedroom I heard Chris ask Sydney if she wanted to lay down on the sofa and rest with daddy. Fat chance I thought (i was right btw!) I tried to nap off and on for about an hour/hour and a half but didn't do too well since I could still hear Syd throwing a fit when she wasn't getting what she wanted or I should say didn't know what she wanted (poor darling was so tired).

I finally gave up and went out to see what was going on. Of course she hadn't napped for Chris either and was pretty much just going nuts all over the house. I started feeling a little bit shaky and weak and I was pretty sure it was because the last thing I had eaten was a bunch of grapes at like 11 (and it was now around 2:30) so I figured I should make myself something to eat. That didn't turn out very well since Syd decided she couldn't possibly LIVE without sitting on the counter while i made lunch(or pulling on my leg for me to put her on the counter), screaming at me "UP UP UP!" or "NANA!" or "ORANGE!" while I tried to get some food in my stomach before I either hurled or died or passed out or something equally horrible. Might I add the entire time Syd and I are going back and forth (syd: "up MAMA UP UP UP" me:"ok syd, just a second, mama doesn't feel well and needs to eat" syd: "no ORANGE MAMA! up UP UP UP ORANGE ORANGE!" etc) Chris is at the computer "working." FINALLY i give up trying to get any food for myself and get an orange and tell sydney ok I'm peeling the orange. please calm down while I peel the orange. And i burst into tears...because by this point we are both so tired and so upset and so crazy I can't help it. And of course that is when Chris FINALLY comes in and tries to console me and take syd...and of course I snap at him because it friggin took him long enough. Anyways, I was pretty much at the end of my rope and to top that all off Sydney took one stinking bite of the orange and threw up her hands "all done mama." Awesome!

So to make a LONG story a little shorter, I felt pretty much like crap the entire rest of the day. Sydney was a cranky britches off and on for the rest of the day too. Chris finally told me to go lay down at around 6pm which I did, floating in and out of consciousness for about an hour before I gave up again...because Syd was screaming again...

Lucky for me Chris had already fed her and given her a bath so at around 7:15 I decided it was probably time for Syd to go to bed. I picked her up (poor darling was exhausted) took her to her room, read her a story and sang her to sleep. She was out within 10 minutes.

I still feel a little gross. I'm glad I haven't had to throw up but I have felt pretty queasy and shaky all afternoon and evening. I ate some tomato soup and hardboiled eggs for dinner and had a caffeine free diet coke and now I feel a little better. thank goodness!

So after all that, i still say morning sickness is a crock....there is nothing morning about it. All day sickness would be a better term (and I know there are many who would agree) but people still say morning sickness. Bologna! THE END