O’Charley’s or O’Hurley’s?

I’ve heard it said that dignity goes out the window with motherhood, and this weekend I was living proof of that.

Friday night, we went out to dinner. I was feeling awful – very queasy. I tried every trick in the book, but unfortunately nothing was working (although I appreciate the great tips all of you left for me!). I was trying to keep down enjoy my food, but it was difficult.

Eventually I couldn’t take it any more and headed to the restroom. I was so sick. It was awful. By the time it was over, I was cleaning puke off my shoes. And my jeans. And the floor.

However, when I returned to the table, I felt like a new woman and went after my food with gusto. And then I went to Target with puke on my jeans.

But here comes the REALLY gross part.

The next morning, as I scratched an itch on my head, I noticed I had something in my hair… and pulled out a piece of lettuce.

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Emily’s interview

Following up on yesterday’s post, today I’m going to answer some questions posed to me by Jenny. Again, if you want us to interview you, leave a comment and let us know!

1) I dished some dirt on you, now it’s your turn! What’s some dirt you have on me that I won’t throttle you for sharing?
Let’s see… Ok, well, when we were young, Jenny was a really sore loser… we’re talking crying and gnashing of teeth. Fortunately, she grew out of it (although you might want to verify this last part with her husband and/or her brothers). She’s also pretty picky about how she takes her pizza. No thin crust (“I don’t like eating my pizza on a cracker!”) and no Pizza Hut (“I don’t like their pepperoni”). Personally, I’ve never met a pizza I didn’t like.

2) You are currently pregnant. Are you going to find out the gender of your child? Why or why not? MUCH to Jenny’s dismay, we are not going to find out. I will spare you my speech on ascribed gender roles, but basically my theory is that babies need the same stuff (car seat, diapers, a source of nutrition) regardless of their sex. And besides that, just imagine what fun it’s going to be for Jenny to make the big announcement on Mommin’ It Up once the baby’s born!

3) You are a full-time working mom. What do you do for a living? I am the Associate Director of Annual Giving at my alma mater. Basically, I write letters asking for support of the university… you know, just like the ones you throw away all the time.

4) If you were independently wealthy and a woman of leisure, what charitable cause would you take up and why? I would probably start with the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation, as my husband has Type 1 diabetes and it would really be sweet for it to be cured.

5) You live in the same small town you grew up in. What’s your favorite thing about living there? Hmm… that is a tough one. I really love living there. Contrary to popular belief, it is not a high school reunion every day. But I digress. I guess what I like most about living there is the community. It’s great to know most of the people who live there. For example, when I found a sitter for Kate during the day, I didn’t have to call the FBI to get a background check on the person, because I already knew her and her husband and basically all of their relatives. I also have a habit of leaving the front and/or garage door open whether we’re home or not, and it’s nice to not have to worry that we’re going to get robbed when I do that.

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Week 11 – is there an end in sight?

So today marks the beginning of week 11 in this pregnancy. Yesterday I had myself convinced that I was really starting week 12, but after consulting WebMD’s pregnancy calendar, my hopes were dashed.

I am realllllly eager to get out of this first trimester. I’ve been trying to suck it up, but I’ve been feeling like crap. Not a lot of throwing up, thank goodness, just a ton of nausea and I’ve been so tired I could cry.

I don’t know who coined the phrase “morning sickness,” but I think it must have been a man. Every day I get fooled into thinking that I’m feeling ok and maybe there’s a light at the end of the tunnel.

Then 4 p.m. rolls around, and I’m sending an IM to Jenny that says something along the lines of “I’m dying.”

I don’t know why, but I feel so much worse in the late afternoon/evening, which is just lovely seeing as how that’s the time I have to spend with my family. I’d rather feel awful at work and get it over with!

I really don’t remember this happening last time, and I don’t know the best way to deal with it… so I’m turning to you!

Do you have any tricks on keeping the nausea at bay? Any tips to get me through the evening?

And please, please, someone reassure me that this is going to get better soon!!

Eleven down, 29 to go. Ugh, that is depressing!

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