ad nauseam

the morning sickness has started.

my only proper meal yesterday was wantan noodles for breakfast. which i couldnt finish. & the shop didnt hv orange juice which would help me battle the nausea. lucky ada cold hundred plus. phew.

my dad, sis & her family came over for lunch. while we were in the kitchen cooking lunch, i suddenly felt sick & raced to the bathroom with a pack of asam in my hand & the nephew on my heels.

he: where you going aunty?
me: i want to muntah.
he: muntah??
me: here hold my asam.
he: mamaaaaa, aunty want to muntahhh.

i spent most of sunday feeling sick & dizzy. i couldnt bear the thought of eating anything so i said no when they asked me if i wanted to eat. my father asked me: kau sure? nanti kau menyesal.

while they ate, i was hanging on to the toilet bowl for dear life puking out nothing but asam, orange juice & water. ughh... horrible.

they left the leftovers for my dinner when they went home but i had none of it. everything went into the bin & when the husband came home, i forced myself to eat the indo mee goreng he made so i didnt have to take the folic acid on an empty tummy.

he: hows my baby today?
me: he/she's hungry.

there are certain types of food which i cant bear to look at OR even think about. eggs for example. or porridge (which i used to love). bahkutteh. & no carbonara please. i'm only interested in tomyam & oranges.

i was feeling so poorly but then the husband came home & i felt better. no joke.

hehehe. manja-poo.

or maybe it wasnt me. maybe it was the baby who was being a manja-poo.

coverline. hihihi...