Almost immediately after I found out I was pregnant, I started with the morning sickness. OK...up until this point I hadn't had a stomach virus in maybe 20 years, and I only got drunk enough once to get sick. Up until now I thought I had a rather strong stomach. Guess what? I was wrong! Morning sickness flattened me.....all...day...long. I didn't have morning sickness...I had all day sickness! I can remember standing over the sink for the third time that particular day thinking..."this had better be twins or triplets, cuz I'm only doing this once." My doctor gave me the usual prenatal vitamins. She told me to take them at night. That way my stomach would be "asleep" and wouldn't notice the queasiness. W-R-O-N-G! I threw up all night long! Doc told me to try Tums. Wrong again! Even today, I cannot take Tums for a stomach ache!After finding out I was having twins, I went to a nutritionist. Her advice? Since I was pregnant with twins and essentially eating for three (!), I should be eating at least 2500 calories a day. I had just been given permission to eat whatever I wanted. Yes! She told me to stay clear of too many carbs and fats and I would be fine. I discovered that by eating small meals throughout the day I could control the morning sickness. While I wouldn't get rid of it completely until I was about 7 months along, I was able to decrease it considerably to only once a day.
I prepped for battle by keeping a bag of pretzels in my purse; I stashed a bag of animal crackers between the seats of my car; and I carried my cute little lunchbox everywhere....stuffed with carrots, apples and peanut butter, granola bars, (ooooh!) cereal and milk, those cracker and cheese sandwich thingys, pudding (did I mention that my cute little lunchbox unzips into a full-sized tailgating cooler?) bananas, yogurt, strawberries, cookies, (ummmm...what else?) pasta and meatballs, a sandwich, and whatever else my little heart desired (not sure there IS anything left)! I was loving this!
Being pregnant had its ups and downs...literally. I can remember sitting on the couch with my breakfast-- a bowl of cereal. I was about 6 months pregnant and as big as the couch itself...only rounder. I had to sit on the couch to eat because I couldn't reach the table, what with my arms being too short for my belly. I set the bowl of cereal on my belly and began shovelling the bulldozer-sized spoon in my mouth. The temperature of the cold milk in the bowl must have transferred to through to the kiddos, because all of a sudden the bowl began to jiggle and wobble!
With all this grazing, I was prepared to triple my weight....I rationalized that it was for my babies. But get this, folks, I gained only 11 pounds for my entire pregnancy. Now, calm down, ladies, I know you are ready to string me up by my toes in a jealous rage. After the twins were born....I gained over 100 lbs, because I continued to eat like I was pregnant....constantly grazing.
I was happy and pukey, but who cared? I was having twins! Nothing could ruin my day...little did I know......
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