I'm a Pregnacy Rebel

Week 11: Two more weeks until the 2nd trimester starts and “swallowing back vomit” is no longer a pregnancy symptom. Really, the whole nausea thing hasn’t been too bad thanks to a friend recommending Unisom for morning sickness. For 10 days I took ½ a sleeping pill with my prenatal right before bed, and the nausea almost disappeared. I stopped taking it this weekend and the nausea came back—along with my normal energy. (Who knew a sleeping pill would make me tired? Duh.) Now I’m torn. Do I want to be miserable with nausea or miserable with exhaustion? I picked nausea because I’m at work and need to actually DO work—not just lay back in my chair napping.


I’m seriously stunned that it’s 2009 and no one has a remedy for morning sickness. “Eat a few saltines before you get out of bed” is a load of crap, and the “You’re pregnant, suck it up” mentality irritates me. When I tell my Dr. I feel sick and miserable, he hands me some VITAMIN LOLIPOPS. (Gee…how about a Barbie sticker, too?) We women are expected to continue to work full time and take care of older children with no more help than a barf bucket and ginger ale.

Well, screw that!

I’m a Pregnancy Rebel this time around. I’m swallowing sleeping pills guilt free, choking down Wal-Mart prenatals because I’ll be damned if I’m paying a $45 co-pay for prescription Miracle Grow, and eating fatty bean burritos because I want to. Heidi from What to Expect When You’re Expecting can suck it.

I’m not following the Pregnancy Diet of no sugar, no caffeine, no junk. I roll through McDonald’s and grab fry-fries and a large iced tea. I drank a few cappuccinos. I ate Little Debbie Snack Cakes and ramen noodles. According to all the books, this baby is doomed and I’m the worst mother EVAH.

Honestly? The whole 1st trimester is all about survival and I just don’t care. If nothing sounds appetizing other than a can of Coke and my kid’s mac-n-cheese—then that’s my dinner! If I need to take sleeping pills to feel well enough to drag my butt in to work—then I’m taking the pills! If I have to lay on the couch from 5 pm ‘til bedtime—then I’m not squeezing in a pregnancy work out!

Any pregnancy book that disagrees with that is going straight in the trash.

I’m a rebel. Grrrr.

*As a side note for anyone who was wondering… Turning my comments off only cost me less than 1% of my subscribers! I expected a mass exodus, but really, not many readers seem to care. That’s awesome. I think my theory that people like to read comment-guilt-free is true.