For some reason when I was eating dinner last night I made it through about half of it, just a chicken sandwich, and apparently it didn't sit well because I ended up losing it all. I've dry heaved a few times but this is only the second time I've actually thrown up. I felt awful because dd came in to check on me in the middle of my being sick and was just devastated and started crying really hard. I think she was just really scared for me, which made me feel even worse.
On the plus side I was somehow able to manage eating the rest of my dinner so I wouldn't starve and I kept it down. No idea what that was about though as up til now I'd been feeling better most of the time. Bleh.
Super jealous of all the fast labors! I think I was technically in labor for 16 hours or so. The last three of those the nurse said I never moved from a 9.5, which was absolute misery. I truly believe now she just did not have a clue what she was doing and I could have delivered much sooner. She was absolutely awful. I was determined to do it without pain meds, and I did! That's the plan for me again just wishing I could skip the three hours of misery this time. And the awful delivery nurse.
All I'm craving is basically every kind of sweet known to man! Ugh. I want them all, all the time. I'm going to be huge by the time this is all said and done
That's the thing I don't like about labouring in the hospital, the midwives make you do what they want. It was nothing like OBEM where the ladies get to choose to give birth on the stool or swinging from that funny swing thing. I was made to get on the bed on my back with my knees on my chest, everything I didn't want. It probably didn't help that I was in a blind panic when I got there and was in no position to speak up for myself. I hope it will be different this time xx