Not enough energy.. or brain capacity.. to come up with a clever title.

Back before Poppy, had I woken up feeling the way I felt this morning, there's a good chance I would have called into work. 

"Sorry Boss Man, I am definitely not getting out of bed today. Hell, I may not even roll over in bed for fear of tossing my cookies. Hope the girls have a good day today. See ya. "

Ok, so I would never say that, but I definitely would have at least strongly considered staying in bed all day.

The thing is, in this pregnant-state, there's a good chance this crappy-lump-in-my-throat-pit-in-my-stomach-constantly-taking-deep-breaths-so-as-not-to-vomit feeling that has taken over will probably hang out for a while. That means calling in for feeling this terrible is not an option.

Yippee.

It started yesterday morning, and thankfully was pretty mild.

It was just this nagging queasiness... not what I would call full-on nausea. But it still wasn't fun.

I was moving slowly and breathing deeply, sipping luke warm water and nibbling on mini-Saltines. It wasn't until around 4pm that I finally felt well enough (and confident enough) to actually eat.. so I ate a bagel and felt great the rest of the day.

This morning, though... just rolling over to hit snooze almost pushed me over the edge. I lingered there, half hanging off the bed, for a minute.... trying to let my stomach catch up with the rest of me. A got up to shower and I tried to go back to sleep (like I do every morning). Nope.. wasn't working. As soon as I heard the water shut off, I asked A if he could go make me a piece of toast.

Again, in my pre-pregnant state, I would have just wanted to stay put and not even think about food... but everything I have read/heard says that an empty stomach is bad news for morning sickness, so I figured I better force something down.

My wonderful husband brought me my toast and I choked down about half of it and willed myself out of bed and into the shower.

I was miserable. I didn't wash my face or shave or even put conditioner in my hair- just the essentials... a quick rinse and a little shampoo. Once I was dressed I choked down the rest of my toast, tried to sufficiently brush my teeth without gagging (I failed), and headed for the door. No makeup, no blow dryer, no lotion, no perfume... just the essentials.

I packed up a light (bland!) lunch, then had to sit down to try and ease my stomach again.

You'd think that by skipping 70% of my morning routine, that I'd be out the door on the early side. 

Au contraire.

I had to move sooo slooooow this morning to keep from vomiting, I left nearly 15 minutes late!

Now here I am... sitting at work.. still nauseous like you wouldn't believe.

I'm really wishing I felt well enough to load the girls up and go to Walgreen's - I am desperate to see if those dang Sea Bands actually work. I may be begging A to bring me some on his lunch break.

What scares me is I am only 5w3d along.... and from what I understand, the majority of pg women say m/s lets up after the first trimester. That is like.. what? 8 more weeks?!?! Are you serious?

Come on Poppy.. cut Mommy some slack.