Too True Tuesday, sponsored by The Accidental Mommy.
Another confessional day. Join us will you? Today I want to tell you about when I was pregnant with Harrison. I was sick. Like sick beyond sick. My OB/GYN had no idea how much I meant when I said I was constantly sick. He asked me to count the number of times I vomited from the time I woke up to my 1:30 appointment. I had barfed 37 times that day. In about 6 hours.
I had serious morning sickness. Okay, so anyway, I would have major trouble going to the grocery store. The meat section did me in. I couldn't walk near it without barfing. Of course I had a husband and Dustin to feed at home so sometimes it was necessary to shop for meat. I would have to first stop at the checkouts and get a plastic bag, then to the tissues and grab a box of kleenex. I would proceed to the meant department and more often than not barf in the tissues in my hands. Nice huh? Then I would buy my open box of tissues and the meat and my other items (carrying my bag-o-puke) and be on my way. Usually barfing a few times on the ride home for good measure. I was really good at taking side streets so I could pull over, open the door and yack.
That sets up my Too True Tuesday confession. I would shop at a small local store so it would be less crowded as I yacked, thus offending fewer people. After a while, the store manager paid attention to the woes I was having and put a trash can in the meat department. One day I walked in, went to get my plastic bag and he came over to me and said, "I am so sorry you are sick with this baby. I put a trashcan in the meat department for you." That was the sweetest thing anyone ever did for a barfing pregnant woman!
Because I believed her
15 hours ago