I’m very pleased to announce that I am 542 days morning sickness free!!! And I must say that each and every one of those days, I have never ever been more grateful for not feeling sick. I was one of the unfortunate ones who ended up having pretty bad morning sickness right from 6 weeks through till when I was laying on the surgical bed being stitched up :-/
Pre-pregnancy, I stupidly used to think that morning sickness was all in your head. That if you were a melodramatic kind of person you would be more likely to be one of the ones who suffered from it (I mean who cant handle a bit of nausea). I was determined to be morning sickness free. Oh did I get a well deserved wake up call! I found out I was pregnant due to my morning sickness which was made X 10 worse working full time in childcare in a room on my own, which made rushing to the staff toilet ASAP particularly difficult.
I tried everything to ease the symptoms: sea sickness bands, the tablets the hospital gives you, eating dry biscuits all day every day, eating small amounts regularly, ginger the list goes on and on. Believe me I had a lot of time to test it all out. I even did the power of the mind at 12 weeks and 20 weeks saying to myself and everyone else for that matter that the morning sickness period is over now and I WONT be sick any more (Didn’t work!). The only way I can describe it to someone who hasn’t experienced it first hand is, it’s like the worst hang over you have ever had 24/7. Including the severe tiredness, feeling sick, vomiting, smells of certain food, drinks or anything for that matter making you run to the toilet to vomit, headaches pretty much the whole package.
A few moments I would love to share with you; Our local IGA in Kingaroy where I lived at the time had a small bakery at the entrance. There was no way around it but go straight past. To me while pregnant it had a funny smell that used to trigger my gag reflex, I tried to hold it in while I rushed in to just grab a couple of things but I didn’t even get to my first item and it was almost to late. I literally ran out the front door and just made it to the raised garden bed that lined the ramp about 2 meters from the door and vomited. Thankfully there was no one coming or going for that moment and I pulled it together to rush over to my car that was conveniently parked next to another bare garden when I finished the deed. I’m sure bystanders must have thought I was some weird ‘alcho’ blind rotten drunk at 3 o’clock in the afternoon. Not a pleasant experience.
Another less lucky for me incident was one evening we had a staff meeting. Now I knew I couldn’t eat fast food because it was another ‘trigger’ but I figured I didn’t have time to cook for myself and I could just choose a healthier option (a burger with plenty of salad… no chips) and I should be fine. I made it right through the meeting and on the way home I made it 3/4 of the way and before I could pull over it ended up all over my lap, arms, shirt, door, steering wheel, seat, floor, floor mat, dash board, windscreen and believe it or not the sun visor and roof!!! I had a friend staying at my house at the time for TAFE and I stumbled in covered head to toe in vomit and I am forever grateful that he helped me take my seat cover off before it could soak through to the seat. I must say I really feel for the car detailers who helped me clean it the next day.
Finally I don’t know if it was the anaesthetic, drugs I was on through out my labour or it was still my morning sickness but the worst of all time that I had to throw up was moments after my ‘c’ section. I endured 4 days of contractions, 9 hours of labour and still ended up having a cesarean. After they cut me open and Hannah was with the nurse being cleaned up, instead of having the first cuddles and special new family moments I was vomiting AGAIN! But this time was so scary. As I had to have the spinal block so they could do the procedure my tummy muscles weren’t working and I couldn’t bring it up. I was OK but it kinda ruined the moment!
Any way my point is that I still am so grateful to be not sick anymore. 9 months is a very long time to be sick, it makes enjoying the pregnancy and having that beautiful mother-to-be glow, heaven forbid trying to work through till 35 weeks and nesting so difficult. I really feel for any new mothers who have any nausea at all and don’t wish it on my worst of enemies! Fingers crossed next time round I have better luck.
What are your morning sickness remedies?
Posted by themummanextdoor, 14th June 2015