Frustrated.

If you don't like reading whiny posts, you should probably stop right here.
Alright, you've had a fair warning...here it goes!

I'm so upset today! First of all, I woke up and didn't feel very good (AGAIN). God, I am so sick of morning sickness! I've tried eating everything that people have recommended, I've been in the hospital, and I'm on (what seems like) a zillion different medicines. The nausea and throwing up went away for 2 days (the day after my hospital trip and yesterday) but hit me again this morning. First of all, I was tired and groggy because it was really early. So I tried to go back to sleep after Sean left for work but I ended up dry heaving while I was lying in bed. EW! ((Oh yeah, I forgot to say...this is a pregnant woman's blog and I'm not shy so don't be offended by these situations where it might be a little too much information ;) )). So I ran to the bathroom and threw up mucus. Gross, but at least it didn't taste horrible. So once that wave is over with, I decide to eat a piece of peanut butter toast (which almost always stays down and settles my tummy). Well, when my nausea came back after the toast I decided to take one of my (very few) nausea pills. Yeah...it didn't stop the toast from coming up but, thankfully, the nausea medicine is the melt on your tongue type so I didn't throw that up before it got absorbed.

Needless to say at this point I was done trying to eat so I decided a glass of Gatorade will help keep me hydrated and probably help me feel a little better. I went to the fridge to get the last of my favorite blue Gatorade that we got FOR ME after I was in the hospital. It was gone. I was so frigging pissed. You have no idea. It's not like there wasn't anything else for Sean to drink last night. We have apple juice, orange juice (that HE insisted on buying -- I'm not a fan because it's terrible having that come back up), skim milk (again, that he insisted on getting instead of 1 or 2%), purified water (yep, I bought a water purifier so we would get in the habit of drinking more water), and gingerale (which I can't drink, unfortunately, because the carbonation bothers me and it's nasty if I let it get stale). But no. He had to drink MY friggin Gatorade that I NEEDED because I'm SICK and DEHYDRATED. Yeah. I sound like I'm overreacting. I know. Want to know just how much I overreacted? I started bawling. BAWLING. For almost half an hour straight. Over Gatorade! Okay, not just over Gatorade. First it was how mad I was that Sean drank the rest even though I SPECIFICALLY said "You can have one glass but don't finish it because it's mine and I need it" the day I bought it. Then I started crying harder because Sean was already at work so I couldn't very well ask him to go get me more Gatorade, or even call him to get mad at him for drinking it. THEN I started crying HARDER because at this point (considering I still felt like crap) I would call my daddy to get me some because he's the best daddy in the world like that...but I can't call him for small favors any more because I live a thousand miles away in stupid Oklahoma.
PHEW
That felt like a lot of crap to get off my chest. Anyway. I just cried it out and went back to bed. When I woke up I felt a lot better. I ate a bowl of cereal and now I'm blogging away. I've decided already that it's going to suck having Sean gone all day at work. I'm lonely. The only people I know in Oklahoma are Sean's family. Not that that's a bad thing, I love them all to death. But I don't know anyone my age.

Anyway. That's my day so far. At some point today I'll do the dishes, maybe pick up the apartment a little, and play with Ashes. Tonight we're going to Cindy's for dinner. I do love having her live so close. It's nice to have the option of a hot meal when I don't feel good enough to cook.

Oh yeah! I'm starting to show a little bit! I think it just looks like I'm fat, but Sean says I look pregnant and he's really excited.