progress, i guess.

thanksgiving: a day when people gorge themselves on all sorts of delicious, calorie-laden food.

until you are just almost seven weeks pregnant. then it might just be your worst day of nausea so far. it might just be that you want to ask your husband to pull over about six times for you to be sick somewhere other than the car (i thought we were going to have to, but we didn't).

needless to say, my thanksgiving eat-fest consisted of two bites of chicken and dumplings, three bites of ham, and a bite of roll.

i was easily able to eat my mom's home made applesauce at lunch and about ten sweet pickles at supper. i also ate a pumpkin bar, which i enjoyed.

then i was nauseous again.

then at home i ate some cream of wheat. then i was nauseous again.

last night during the night the nausea went away, but i woke up not being able to move because of a horrendous knot somewhere in my neck/upper back. i am leaning up against a heating pad right now. i can't take ibuprofen and i don't know if i can use icy hot. it says to ask a doctor. i don't know what icy hot could possibly hurt, but i am dying.

anyway, justin got me some tylenol in the night, and i drank a few swallows of water with it. then i got nauseous again.

sooooo, i guess the baby is doing well.

*edit: fyi - you can use icy hot when you are pregnant. unless you are allergic to it or something. then don't. but i'm not a doctor so if you do it and your arms fall off, you shouldn't believe everything you read in some random person's blog.