This pregnancy has been very different so far. I suppose that should be self explanatory since it is not the same baby, but I was not prepared for the early pregnancy symptoms that have come along this time. I don't have the traditional morning sickness, but rather I have been feeling really nauseated from 4-7 every evening. This really sucks cause I have NO desire to be anywhere near food, and that means that Ron ends up having to cook more often. Although I feel really sick I had not thrown up unitl.....
A few weekends ago I went away to the states for the weekend with my girlfriends. We shopped and shopped all day on Saturday and only stopped for a quick lunch. Around dinner time we talked about having a snack but we just didn't. We had planned to go eat at the Cheesecake Factory for a late dinner, so we headed into downtown Seatle around 9:00pm.
Once we got there the host told us there was a wait of approx. 30 minutes so we waited...and waited.... and waited. One and a half hours later we finally got a seat. All of us were so exhaused and hungry by this time we were all off in our own little worlds. I was not feeling well by this time and I knew that I needed to get something in my stomach. I ordered a rasberry lemondade and downed it as soon as it came. This proved to be a mistake! After we ordered I was still feeling badly so I left to use the restroom. When I got back our food had arrived. I took one bite of the chicken tortilla that I had ordered and promptly puked into my cloth napkin. I looked up and told my friends, "I am going to need your napkin". I proceeded to puke 3 more times into the napkins and then I felt a lot better.
The only pluse side to this story is that I managed to avoid getting any on myself or making any unappetizing sounds. My friends were very impressed at my ability to be discrete thought the whole process.
I hope that we can go back to the Cheesecake Factory soon and create better memories.
Do you have any embarassing stories that you would like to share? I would love to hear them