Nausea is the new normal

When the first tri queasies started making their presence known, I attacked them with vigor. It feels like a combination of a flu and a hangover, so I figured I had some tried and true strategies for dealing with a mushy brain, low energy, and that icky feeling in my stomach.

Hangovers, especially, I’ve had some practice with, and those are pretty reliable. You know they end before too long, as long as you can ply them with enough greasy carbs, hydration, iced coffee, and plain old time. So I attacked my queasies with vigor. Potato chips, pasta, toast, boxed mac’n’cheese. Bland carbs, generously salted, heaped upon bland carbs, and washed down with as much juice and water as I could stomach. I stayed away from caffeine and gatorade because even the smell of coffee makes me want to ralph, and gatorade is full of all sorts of weird shit, but otherwise, I stuck to my hangover game plan and eagerly waited for results.

I’ve eaten a criminal amount of pasta and potato chips over the last couple weeks, and the results haven’t come yet. The thing is, it doesn’t get better. Eating that bagel might distract you from how you feel for a few moments, but you go right back to feeling the same way afterward. The sight of hash browns might not make you run for the bathroom the way that chicken or tomatoes might, but eating them doesn’t soak up the nausea. It doesn’t even really mask the nausea, because you can only take a few bites before you get out of breath from lifting fork to mouth. Also, it’s nap time again.

At this point, I’m trying to convince myself to just proceed as normal. To accept that the way I feel is my normal right now, and nothing I do is going to make it better. Sure, I can avoid the sight and smell of animal flesh as much as possible, and do my best to not gag on the foods I ate yesterday, which are now associated with nausea, but that’s it. I have to adjust my standards, or I’m going to spend the next 6 weeks feeling increasingly ragey about how I’m not doing the things I love to.

So this is my normal. This lethargic, nap-prone, fuzzy brained, always-about-to-puke state of being is just how it’s going to be until (fingers crossed) second trimester. I’ve got to accept that walking my dog two blocks to the park is my exercise for now, and that taking a nap at 9:30am is just how I roll.

Here we go. Second trimester, please don’t let me down.

Every time is nap time

napping with tigger

Today I took a nap at 9:30am. I’d been up for about 3 hours, and gotten a reasonable amount of stuff done. Especially for a Sunday morning. I took the dog out, I attempted to eat breakfast, I checked my email, and I sat on the couch with my head between my knees doing some deep breathing.

Then, I just had to close my eyes. Literally there was no way to keep them open, so I succumbed, and crawled back to bed, until 10:30.

If only that hour of sleep could have come at 3am, when I was wide awake for no apparent reason.

tigger napping

Napping. #Justdoit.

Yoga for morning sickness

The title of this post is kind of a lie. These poses won’t help with morning sickness. What I can promise you is that if you’re feeling like crap, but not so crappy that you can change positions without feeling dizzy or puking your guts out, these feel kind of good. And help you feel like you’ve accomplished something besides being a waste of space nauseous person growing a human being.

I’ve only taken one yoga class since the queasies began, during one of those first days when it was only intermittent nausea (yoga, how I miss you!). It was the kind of class that would normally make me pull my hair out: slow, gentle, not too warm in the room.

It kicked my butt three ways to Sunday, and I haven’t had a day since when I felt well enough to try even the slowest of classes again.

While I was in Hawaii with the fam, I had about an hour when I didn’t feel super awful miserable crappy, and my back was begging for a little release from its now-customary hunched up position. So I experimented with a few yoga poses and they didn’t make me ralph or feel like I was going to pass out.

Child’s pose

childs pose hawaii

Duh, I know. This is an easy one. I stayed here for a long, long time. Just in case it wasn’t safe to get up.

Cat / Cow

cat pose hawaii

These felt really great on my spine, which is feeling horridly crunchy and stiff after weeks of no activity. I had to take them nice and slow, though, to avoid the dizzies.

Rabbit pose

rabbit pose hawaii

I usually hate this pose. My forehead and my knees are never as close as my Bikram teacher said they should be. But again, for the crunchy spine, it worked, and since it’s basically the fetal position, it doesn’t feel too risky to get into.

Twist

Twist hawaii

Look! I’m actually smiling!

Ahhh this felt so glorious. Plus you get to be lying down, in a position that feels safe and oh-so-familiar. There’s zero risk to accidentally nodding off. Full disclosure: I may have verified that statement by taking a nap in this position.

Wearing: Skirt Sports Gym Girl Ultra, aka the BEST SKIRT EVER, and #sweatpink bro tank