I was really hoping to be one of those women who feels FABULOUS in her second trimester. Instead, I think I’m having acid reflux, although it doesn’t burn, but it does make my body think it must rid itself of all its contents. All the live long night.
I’m flying next week and am nervous because it’s an evening flight…any advice? Luckily I’m on the aisle, and they do have those airsick bags for a reason…help.
I also sense my organs are on the move, which makes me tired and achy. I should have known that this would be my experience; this is the girl who couldn’t take The Pill because it made her so sick. Just a wee bit sensitive.
Mornings and early afternoons are still my best time, so I eat my face off then. Today was all about hummus, cucumbers, tomatoes and pita. Now, it’s 6:20pm, I’m hungry but nothing sounds good. Will probably have yogurt with a little granola, or maybe I’ll get a smoothie…mmmm mango.
I’ve been taking sunset walks, which also helps. I think the nausea kicks off a nervous reaction (“oh shit, I’m gonna be barfing all night long!”) and the walking helps take my mind off obsessing about bodily functions. So maybe I’ll take my granola bar on the road and listen to Adam Carolla complain about something.
In other news, I’m getting my hair cut tomorrow at the house. How glamorous. A friend recommended this stylist, and he’s way reasonable so I really hope it works out. Just a trim anywho, so how bad could it be?
I’m also going to take a cue from my good friend Lisa Levine and whip up some homemade foccacia. If I can muster the energy…will document!