OUT OF ORDER

My morning sickness this time around isn't quite the same.  With Mira, I was dog sick.  All.  The.  Time.  I didn't want to eat.  But, without eating, I got sicker.  It was awesome.  This time around, it's just now starting to get BAD.  Have you ever been laying in bed and burped chunks?  I've got you covered.  I actually had to think about how I was going to get up (without causing more to come) and get to the bathroom.  It was awesome (think:  roll and push.) 

The nausea seems to be worse at night this time.  Around mid-afternoon, I typically notice that I'm feeling a little bleh.  By dinner time, I can't even think of food, but I'm starving.  (There's that shitty dichotomy again!)  Brushing teeth usually bears a little dinnertime fruit. . and then it's off to bed.  Ugh!

SOLUTION:  I can either take the stuff that my OB prescribes to help with the sick.  Or, I can force myself to snack every hour on something small and minimally calorious.  Neither sounds appealing.  Hopefully I can wait it out.  Right.

This morning, my chesticles are aching.  I feel like the best description would be. . . pain and soreness from growth.  Seriously.  I think that overnight, my boobs expanded.  Again.  Last time, the growth was immediate and painful in the first weeks of pregnancy.   This time, I feel like someone get to my Reebok Pumps overnight and over inflates the bags.  The bags.

SOLUTION:  Tight-fitting sports bras.  This worked with breast engorgement.  I just didn't think I would be moving into the mono-boob so quickly.  It is completely worth it.  But, let's be honest with each other, people. . . I would wear a dirty men's sports cup on my head if it made me feel more comfortable. 

I keep reading all of these posts online regarding hard pregnancy symptoms disappearing around 8 weeks. . . I can't figure out if those women are actually complaining because they are afraid or if they are bragging.

The good news is that, despite being in my second pregnancy, my pants are still fitting fine.  (I'm sure that as soon as I finish typing this, my top button will fly off and kill someone in Istanbul.)  I know that many women show sooner in their second pregnancy, but I'm hoping to keep this under wraps for as long as possible. . . maybe 25 weeks.  Right.