Here Comes The Sickness...

Here Comes The Sickness...

Even though I promised myself I wouldn’t read rubbish on the internet I can’t always help myself and I did read somewhere that if you don’t have morning sickness it means your body isn’t producing the right hormones for a healthy pregnancy – clearly absolute rubbish but when you’re pregnant you’re irrational. So I was (unjustifiably) slightly concerned that I hadn’t had any.

Boy were things about to change....

Weeks 6 to 9 have been pretty tough to say the least. I have even given up the gym for them, and for me that’s saying something. Not that I could do anything else. At one point last week I thought I was going to be sick on the exercise bike (I haven't been since).

And you can forget the word ‘morning’ – it’s called ‘all day’ sickness in my book; from the moment I get up in the morning until bed at night.

It’s tough when no one in your office knows and you’re feeling like you’re going to vomit all over your keyboard. Laura found me going green in the kitchen the other day and I think it confirmed what she already knew (my ‘bloody’ – more like ‘virgin’ Mary in the pub the week before when I’m normally on the wine, was a bit of a give-away I'm told).

The worst thing is that I have gone right off green veg, asparagus and barbeques. We ate five BBQs in the week that the sickness started and now even the smell of one makes me want to hurl. Plus my long love for asparagus is no more. I have been living on crackers, plain carbs and instead of green veg, carrots and tomatoes.

Thankfully as I write this the sickness is passing and only (I say only, it felt like forever) lasted 3 weeks. That said I still can’t go near a BBQ....