Why do all people have to eat food? Why do people at work heat their food up and eat it at their desks? Why do people post so much food on social media? Is no place safe?!?
I need a nap. Can I get away with sleeping at my desk at work? Can I get away with reserving a conference room and taking a nap in there?
My boobs hurt!
Please don’t ask me how I am doing. I’ll have to lie, or the answer will always be nauseous or tired.
Why do foods that I love and usually eat daily repulse me? Garlic, onions, Parmesan, I loved you but now I hate you.
Why are my pants already not fitting? I’m barely pregnant. But I don’t even look pregnant. I just look like I’m getting fat. But I’m not even keeping enough food down to be getting fat.
Why is it called “morning sickness” when I’m sick all the time? In fact I’m the sickest in the afternoons and evenings. “All the time sickness.” That’s more like it.
I wish there was a way for my family to eat meals without having to heat anything up. The smells linger. Especially chicken. I feel like I know the truth about chicken now, it’s real scent. I can smell the sickness in chicken.
Will I ever feel like myself again?
Can I just take a day off work and not tell anyone? I could go somewhere and sleep all day. No wait. I can’t take PTO from work. I need to save that up for my doctor’s appointments and maternity leave.
I think ginger ale or anything ginger makes me sick just because I associate it with being nauseous now. Hold on. I have to pee.
How can I get my kids a substitute mom for a few weeks? I’m terrible. My husband’s great though. I hope he doesn’t get tired of me because I’m so terrible.
Who’s eating chicken?!
Where are my saltines?!