Yep, all day long. Every day. Makes it super hard to eat, or prepare food for my family, or work in a grocery store full of "disgusting to me" smells. Grrr. I think my favorite part is when my doctors day things like, "oh, just hang in there, it usually only lasts until week 10 or 12." Riiiiiiight. Cue the laughing on my end. Almost as funny as when I had a patient say (just a week or so ago), "Wow! Weight watchers must really be working for you, you've lost a lot of weight!" Again with the laughing... "Well, actually for past few months I've been on a different sort of 'diet' where I only keep down about 50% of what I eat - trust me, I don't recommend it!" She also got a good laugh when I unbottoned my white coat to show her that my weight had actually just "redistributed" to a few places.
But, despite the miserable state this puts me in, I am forever grateful because for me, this means baby is healthy. It's the happiest sickness in the world. On the upside, at least this time around I know it will end. With Annalyn, I remember crying and thinking "wow, I'm never going to eat/cook/feel the same again." I assumed most of my favorite foods would turn my stomach forever. Thankfully I was wrong, and by week 24, I was able to hold down food again. (Notice how I didn't say by week 12? Yea....) So, now I'm just counting the weeks, trying to manage, and waiting for that glorious 2nd trimester I loved so much with Peanut. Here's a few of my tricks (obviously, they aren't miracle cures) for managing the sickness: