Ugh.
I went to my first prenatal appointment today, which involved drinking about a metric ton of water -- not a happy tummy after that, let me tell you! Of course, after they got done yelling at me for not having a full enough bladder for the ultrasound because I was vomiting up all their stupid water (everything was fine, and we got to see the little wormy thing that's growing into a baby!) the nurse asked me "Now, you *are* able to eat three to five small meals a day, right?"
And you know... I don't think that I am! I've been lucky to get like half a small sandwitch and a peice of fruit down, or toast and jello or a banana or something, but 3-5 'meals'? What does that mean, precicely?
So, now I'm all worried. Luckily, because of a stupid insurance SNAFU, I have parallel prenatal care with the Birth Center that I'll be delivering at, and their midwives do more of an eating diary thing, where you write down all your calories for a week and then talk about it. So hopefully, they'll be able to give me more guidance about whether this constant and unrelenting nausea is hurting the baby or not.