This is going to be TMI for some, so... ye be warned.
I think I'm starting to come to terms with my morning sickness. I mean, I still will not be pleased if this stuff hangs on well into the next trimester or longer, but for all the anger I felt at having to be one of the unlucky ones, I'm beginning to adapt. Like.. no solid foods before 5pm. None. Because I've started to throw up even if I medicate or eat a popsicle or do ANYthing that used to keep my stomach calm, so I don't see the point anymore. I just sleep until noonish and sip on soda all afternoon,
maybe opting to indulge in a little applesauce, and accept the fact that I'm likely going to be seeing it again in half an hour.
I think all this throwing up lately has made me less afraid of it in general. I mean, one of the things I have hated most of all is having to throw up for any reason. I still don't enjoy it, but I'm not as horrified when I realize that I really need to. I'm actually beginning to wonder if this is going to be nature's way of desensitizing me to the act of vomiting so that I can actually care for my sick children in the future... because up to this point, I've barely been able to handle seeing or smelling vomit without then *ahem* adding to the pile. Now I'm almost not disgusted by the sight of my own sick. Almost.
I'll tell you what else has made things a tiny bit easier: accepting the trash can as a legitimate vomit catcher. I really tried to avoid it at all costs, because for some reason it just seemed... nastier to me. Turns out it's really not, AND - bonus - I don't have to leave the warmth of my blankets and run to the bathroom, worrying all the while that I'm not going to make it. Where I used to get frustrated because I could never tell if I really needed to throw up or if my stomach was just being a d-bag, not wanting to get up and run out into the cold for yet another stupid false alarm, now I just call my stomach's bluff or simply lean over and barf "conveniently" from the comfort of my bed. (like I did just now, actually)
My unsolicited advice so far to any other pregnant woman suffering the same symptoms:
(1)
Definitely to embrace the trash can. Standing and walking around exacerbate the nausea, so save yourself the extra discomfort and stay in bed with that blessed bucket.
(2)
Eat only soft, mushy food during the "puking hours" of the day. I learned the hard way that a granola bar is a bad idea. It doesn't soften, and it rips your throat to shreds on the way back out. So unless you are 100% sure you're done vomiting for the day, avoid that crap like the plague.
