~ Shouldn't this morning sickness be gone by now?
And while I'm thinking of it, where's that second trimester energy surge? Man, I feel like I'm getting gypped! I'm not as nauseous as I was in the first trimester, but I'm still throwing up and although I don't feel like I need a nap by 11 am, I certainly do by 4 PM! Oh, please let this not continue this way for the entire pregnancy. This is miserable.
I've been really lucky that both girls are great sleepers and Maddie still naps. She can handle a day here and there without a nap, but about 90% of the time, she'll go down for a nap and it just happens to be at the same time Ally naps. Isn't that wonderful?! So, many times I'll lie down too. Oh, it doesn't take long for me to fall asleep either. Maybe one minute.
I've had little bouts of that nesting urge, but the exhaustion always wins. If I'm to accomplish anything for the day, I must do it before noon because after that, I'm not much use to anyone. I have to say that even though chasing two small children while pregnant is hard, it feels just a teensy easier than when it was just Maddie and I was pregnant with Ally. At least now, they can play together, and they do. Of course I'm playing referee, often from the sofa, but at least they play together. Maddie was barely two when Ally was born and she just didn't understand, nor did she care if I didn't feel well. She wanted a playmate. So, at least if I'm having a rough day, I can sort of rest while they play with each other.
I think what's contributing to my nausea is Ally has conspired to torture me. She's done some odd food combinations before so that's not a total surprise but a few of her meal choices, or dipping sauces have sent me over to the sink gagging. It's hard enough making dinner for the girls. Tom works late and is often not home to eat with us. I am at my worst at dinnertime. I'm hungry, but nothing sounds good and I certainly don't want to be in the kitchen cooking. But the girls need to eat, so of course I've just been mustering through. They eat pasta a lot. Maddie will only eat it plain with butter and Parmesan cheese. Not particularly offensive. I can deal with that. Ally loves Alfredo sauce. So, one evening, I'm munching on dry Fruit Loops. She sees me and wants some. I give her a little bowl to snack on while I'm cooking their pasta. She still has some Fruit Loops left in her bowl when I give her the pasta and since she was still eating them, I just left them there. Well, I start to clean up a bit and I glance at her and I see her taking a Fruit Loop and then dipping it in the Alfredo sauce! Ewwww! She did this several times. I could not be near her while she finished her dinner. Isn't that cruel? Blech! She's also been known to dip pizza into a glass of orange juice or oranga geese as Ally pronounces it. I don't know the pizza and OJ combo doesn't bother me nearly as much as the Fruit Loops and Alfredo sauce.
So, you'd think with all this puking that I'm doing that I would be able to keep the weight gain under control, right? Yeah, right! You know, I swore to myself that I would keep things reasonable this time. I gained under 30 pounds with both girls and had big first trimester weight gains both times and I did it again with this baby. I've come to accept that there just isn't a darn thing I can do about it. I think if I didn't have morning sickness and I could have maintained somewhat my normal eating habits that I would have been fine, but that doesn't happen. My appetite kicks into high gear and I need carbohydrates and I need to eat them often. With each pregnancy, I've envied women who stay thin everywhere else and just develop that cute little bump. That's not me. I gain all over. My butt, my legs, my arms. I feel fat and icky but I've stopped beating myself up for gaining so much in the beginning because it is what it is. I know I'll lose it all again after the baby is born. I will be a size 4 again. It helps to say that out loud. This is all temporary . . .