So some friends of mine have suggested that my middle-of-the-night pukings may be reflux, not normal morning sickness/nausea… especially since it’s actually waking me up and happens when I lay down. So I’m doing some research. I haven’t really seen anything mentioning vomitting with reflux in pregnancy…. but I figure doing some legwork for reflux and avoiding trigger foods would be a good start. I found this list of foods to avoid. Some of them are easy to avoid. Citrus? CHECK!!!! Milk shakes? Learned that one the hard way. Marbled meat? Gag me. But others? Agh. No cottage cheese? But that’s healthy! Chicken nuggets and fries? Well, okay, I shouldn’t be eating those anyways. Salad dressing? Huh?? Brownies, chocolate, AND donuts?!?!?! WTF am I supposed to eat??

Okay, here’s a list of things I can eat. Apples and bananas. Okay, those are good. Veggies…. let’s skip those. Chicken breast, lean meat… all good, good. Fat-free cream cheese and sour cream… can you say yuck? The fat-free versions are SO bland and disgusting. Bread! Yes! Cereal, rice… definitely staples for me right now. Ooo, I can have baked potato chips. I like those. And jelly beans… no wonder I’ve been craving small candy sweets.

It’s funny, because that does seem to be the case… I’ve been eating a lot of those things… the grains, the apples, the candy when I do have a craving. I’ve totally NOT been craving chocolate since I got pregnant. And the one time I tried OJ and a milkshake left me… ummm… not very happy, so no more of that. My body seems to be on the right track. So why do I feel so yucky?

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I have an appointment this friday with the midwife… we hopefully will get to hear the heartbeat with a doppler, and I’ll get my exam. Joy. I also need to remember to bring my list of questions so I don’t go, “Uhhh, nope, nothing I can think of…” again. Idiot.

No, I still haven’t made an appointment with the midwife group. Still mulling it over and putting it off for now.

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I got some upsetting news today from my dad… my brother’s dog has injured herself. Apparently the vet thinks it’s a torn tendon in her leg, requiring surgery. Tess will be sedated on Monday so they can check for sure what’s going on. I’m just so upset and worried for Tess. She’s only 3 years old! And she’s the sweetest damn dog in the whole world. If it is what the vet thinks it is and she does need surgery it’ll be a long time in healing. Luckily she’s young so she should heal up well… but they’ll have to keep her restricted for quite a while.

I hate it when one of the “kids” gets hurt… and it’s worse when I’m not there. Tessa’s always been like a neice to me… I luckily got to spend a good part of her first year living there with them all. (I always threaten my brother that I’m going to smuggle her home with us. She really is the sweetest dog… she just has a drool “problem,” ha.)

Also, to continue the injury streak, my dad informed me that he’s put his back out again. :( This happens once a year or so…. never a fun time for him. He’s in a lot of pain. My dad’s always been exceedingly healthy, his back is the only thing that causes him grief. Unfortunately it’s rather major grief!

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We were at a wedding all day yesterday… it was a very good wedding, absolutely lovely, and we had fun. We’re both suffering today, for different reasons. I’m sore as all hell from spending so much time on my feet… I was the photographer, so I spent a lot of time walking around and squatting during the ceremony, etc. Then during the reception we danced… a lot. I had to stop a couple of times due to little pangs in my stomach (the muscle, not the uterus)… my abs didn’t like the dancing all so much! But today what is really sore are my legs. OMG my legs. I could barely sleep last night because everything was so sore… and then today I had to work to make up for me not going in yesterday. Just walking up the stairs was hard! I was so happy to come home and take a nap. I hope they’re not quite as sore tonight so I can sleep better…. as long as the reflux/whatever doesn’t wake me up three hours later yet again.

Bedtime now. Wish me luck?