"morning" sickness

dress: kohls   belt: target   boots: target  necklace: caroline g 

"Morning sickness" is a misleading term, as I felt nauseous for a good part of the day for many, many weeks.  Thanks to some medicine and the second trimester it is starting to fade, but throwing up still occurs occasionally throughout the week.

I may even have to go as far as saying I hate being nauseous more than I hate the dentist.
And that is a big statement for me to make.

Things that increased my gag factor:

1. Seeing the word McRib on the McDonalds sign a few times a day.  I've never even had one, but just the word made me want to throw up.

2. Walking into the kids' bathroom at school.  Not a pleasant smell.

3. Opening my fridge.  Regardless what was in there, it never smelled good.

4. Taking those gigantic prenatal vitamins.

5. Flossing my teeth, which only happened twice the first two or three months.  And brushing my teeth was a struggle too.  My oral hygiene definitely suffered during this time.  Yet another reason to hate the dentist.

I do have to say, that although still a little nauseous the second trimester is proving to be much better than the first.  I have a little more energy and am filled with more excitement and less anxiety.  It is starting to feel more and more real that I am having a baby!

The time I cried in Old Navy

dress: francesca's   boots: target  vest: tjmaxx  necklace: kohls

I'd like to say that I have been pretty emotionally stable the majority of this pregnancy so far.  While I have shed some tears they have been at totally appropriate times, more of fear or anxiety during circumstances that happened the first two months.

Minus the one time when I walked into the kitchen to make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich to find out we had no bread.  Seriously disappointed I moved on to make a cheese quesadilla only to find out we had no cheese.

Tears.  Real tears.  And complete panic as those were the only two things I could think of that wouldn't make me throw up.

I am pretty sure I was way more emotional when I was on all the different drugs and hormones while we were going through our different fertility treatments.  Perhaps the most embarrassing case of irrational emotions happened in Old Navy this summer.

I went to get in line to buy a few things and unintentionally cut someone already in line.  She politely said, "Excuse me, I was here first."  To which I looked at her and started crying.

Crying because I cut her.  Yep. I have no idea what happened, but I couldn't help it.

I didn't even buy my clothes.  Turned around and left.

And on a rare occasion I'm not wearing a thing from Old Navy, on the day I do a post about Old Navy.  Maybe I shouldn't have left before buying those clothes.

So please humor me and tell me what the silliest thing you've cried over, pregnant or not.