Monring sickness has set in!
It started about two days ago, but yes, it's here. I'm about five weeks preggers, if my guestimating is correct (to be confirmed next Tuesday during my first sonogram). This morning, my nausea woke me a full hour earlier than I set my alarm. I used some Annie's Organic Cheddar Bunnies to settle my stomach, and then I ended up sleeping about an hour and a half past my alarm, because first trimester = DRAGGING.
This time around, I am coming off of a 16-oz a day coffee habit. I've cut it down to a single cup of Vanilla Bean tea from Mighty Leaf in the afternoon. It's more caffeine than I'd like, but well under the 200mg upper limit recommended during pregnancy (link below). I didn't have any during my first pregnancy, so I feel like I'm taking a (research-backed) risk this time, but I feel even worse without any.
I've turned to a few other things to help me through this. The first is that my work lunch is Annie's White Cheddar Mac & Cheese. It's a switch to go from cutting carbs for losing weight since May (I'd lost 15 lbs) to seeking out every carb you can find to calm an angry stomach. For breakfast, I even had two slices of white-wheat toast, when I usually wait until I get to work and have breakfast. My stomach enjoyed my favorite Siggi Coconut Yogurt, but didn't quite enjoy the banana. Last time, my body ended up rejecting all things healthy (mostly fruits and veggies), so I'm hoping that doesn't happen this time. Or if it does, maybe I can pair them with some tasty carb combos to help me still get the nutrients.
I also brought a ginger beer to work (for those unfamiliar, no alcohol, no caffeine, and made with actual ginger, unlike most ginger ales). I buy Reed's Extra Ginger Brew, and I've been drinking one about daily at the height of my nausea. It helps, even when I don't think it will. I'm good so far today, so I may end up pouring it into my leak-proof thermos for the train ride home.
That's about all for me today. The first trimester is hard, because I feel so crappy, and talking about how crappy I feel often helps, but I haven't really told many people, so there's no one to complain to. I like to wait until my second trimester. Heck, at this point, I haven't even had my due date confirmed with sonogram, so I still have a bit of waiting to do. I like to play things safe, perhaps superstitiously so.