Yesterday...

sucked. By far the worst day of this pregnancy yet. The strange thing was, I woke up feeling pretty good. I made myself some oatmeal, sat down in my recliner and turned on the tv. I got about halfway through my bowl and it just hit me. My dog Oreo ate the rest of my oatmeal while I was busy saying goodbye to it. GROSS. The consistency of oatmeal is definitely not fun when it immediately comes right back up.

A few hours later my stomach was growling, but I wasn't sure how it was really settling, so I had one of my blue raspberry Icee cups. Hmm. At least it was a fun color! After that one, I managed to take about an hour nap. Sweet misery.

I am so fecking sick of Saltine crackers I could scream. They're salty and dry and bleh.

Finally around 9:30, I had some mashed potatoes from KFC and those stayed down. Thank goodness. After that, it took me until about 2 am to get to sleep.

Thankfully, today is going better so far. I've kept down two pieces of toast with jam.

Oh, and the best thing ever that I crave everyday now? Dr. Pepper. Delicious.