True, hardcode nausea has set in. Last Saturday I was practically incapacitated by it-- I didn't move, I didn't leave the house, I just curled up on the sofa in a fetal position with a big bowl on the floor beside me while watching BSG S1 and part of S2. All that Helo-potential-father-protective stuff gets to me but in a good way.
I was livid that my copy of Breaking Dawn didn't arrive Saturday morning but as it turns out, I was too sickly to have given it my attention anyway. It arrived Monday afternoon instead. The first third was difficult for me to get through given my physical state but once I got past the... arrival, all was well. I liked it. I didn't hate it the way some fans seem to. I didn't like it better than Twilight or Eclipse. I'm still undecided on whether it'd rank higher than New Moon. That's all I'm saying though... no spoilers here.
In addition to the perpetual pukeyness, I get WORN OUT. Towards the end of my work day I am so tired that I nap for 2-3 hours. This is significant. I've never ever been a napper in my life. Even as a child, I didn't nap. But now I can't seem to function without some extra sleep. I'm still getting 8-9 hours a night, my body just needs more. Unfortunately between the queasy stomach and the sleeping I've missed working out for about 2 weeks. Not good. Need to come up with a better schedule.
Melissa was in Pismo this week so she and I went to Hearst Castle on Tuesday. It was a good but long day. We had fun. I took some pics but I haven't downloaded them yet. Worried about my tummy, I skipped my normal breakfast of OJ-strawberry-protein smoothie and ate not 1 but 2 McDonald's sausage egg biscuits. Remarkably I felt pretty good most of the day; pukeyness didn't settle in till later that evening. So I've made an adjustment to my eating and am now having 2 eggs w/ colby jack cheese on wheat bread for breakfast every morning. It's filling me up more and delaying the morning sickness. A strange consequence is I can't stand to look/smell/consume protein at dinner with this change. I actually turned my nose up at a filet the other night after 2-3 bites. All I can say is pregnancy is the weirdest fucking thing ever.
I'm hoping I'm a statistical normality and all of this pukey factor peaks and tapers off at week 12. But I know many women who said the nausea lasted for the first 4 months. Ugh. I'd really like to be enjoying my pregnancy more, thanks.
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