YAY!!! Today’s news was good news 
! I went in for an ultrasound to see if my cervix would hold up through the end of this pregnancy, and indeed, it’s good for another four weeks at least – YAY! I’ve reached the point in this pregnancy when I go in for appointments every two weeks instead of every four (which was a surprise, I don’t remember this starting so soon with Tara, but I think I was experiencing barfing amnesia…). Anyway, I’m grateful for another four weeks on my feet.
Oh, and I passed my gestational diabetes test. Glucola, goodbye!
Hooray!! I would have called you, except that today has been an awful day in a series of awful days. See our post.
Congratulations again!!!!!!
Is barfing amnesia where you don’t remember that you barfed?
That would be awful. You’d be wondering who kept barfing all over your house.
No sillies. It’s when all your barfing induces a state of amnesia so that you can’t remember anything that happened during that time period in hopes that you won’t forever be scarred by the trauma and be unable to eat anything you ever barfed…which would be a long list of things for me.
I will say, barfing amnesia is a bit selective. I do remember barfing a vanilla malt…it’s the grossest thing I’ve ever barfed.
What’s the grossest thing you’ve barfed?
I too had violent barf bonanzas with my delicate conditions … and as I tried to think of the grossest things, I started to gag so I stopped thinking … so I’m gonna go with blood … mouthfuls of blood is what I threw up towards the end. (I really thought I was dieing at that point)
I spent so much time with my head in the sink (3-5 times a day) I, to this day, must have the faucets in my house always shiney ’cause any soap/toothpaste stuff makes me sick.
Oh, and congrats. on being able to lay off the lying down all day.
That’s great news!!
I never barfed, nor felt the need to barf, when pregnant – drove me nuts because I was convinced it was yet another doomed pregnancy. My mom, however, barfed all the time with all four of us. Once, she was reading the newspaper and eating a fried egg for breakfast. I guess her news article turned slightly gruesome and she ran to the bathroom to yak. To this day, she can’t eat a fried egg and read a newspaper at the same time – it’s been at least 37 years since that happened.