I hit 6 weeks Sunday and shit is starting to get a little real around here. Namely the queasiness. Ugh. The food. Man. I’m struggling with food right now. Something I cook and eat and was good, I won’t want the leftovers the next day. Or everything I think of seems so unappetizing. If I could just hook a food IV in my arm, I’d be straight. I don’t want to think about food.
I believe I had my very first bonafide food aversion and food craving. One day last week I didn’t have lunch so Crabby was going to bring me vegetable fried rice from a spot we frequent. While I was waiting, I dashed to Subway and got a 6-inch sub on toasted Italian bread with only lettuce, tomato, and spinach leaves. It was surprisingly good; I should have gotten a foot long. Then I got my fried rice. Opened the top and almost threw up. It. STANK. Like death. Good lord. I had to throw it away. Food aversion?
Yesterday, I was at work feeling apathetic about the farfalle pasta with creamy tomato sauce leftovers I had brought for lunch. Then I had a lightbulb. Pizza. Pizza. Pizzapizzapizzapizzapizza. So I drove to the only vegan pizza place in town–which let me just add is NOT convenient to my workplace at all. Think I cared?
I ordered a large pizza (8 slices). I meant to ask for napkins. I didn’t ask for napkins. I snatched the box, speed-walked to my car, and ate 4 slices right there in the parking lot. Craving?
I’ve read not to worry about food and to just eat whatever you can. As long as you’re covered with a good prenatal, just survive. So I’ma try.
Also. WHY DO I ALREADY LOOK PREGNANT?? Look here Minicorn (the remix). We gotta talk. Y’all. I am small. I am 5’1. 120 pounds (last time I checked which was before pregnancy). Most of the 5’1 is legs. Short torso. A-cup bewbs. THERE IS NOWHERE TO HIDE. I am bloated as all the hells. I cannot button or even zip my pants (shout out to the belly band holding me down). I’m trying to cover it up with cardigans and scarves but this is Houston. Spring has sprung up in this bitch. Ima have to get me some bohemian tunics stat.
Anyhoo, big appointment coming up Monday. The heartbeat sono. After that I will begin guessing the sex. I already have 3 girl votes so start getting your votes in.