My sweet husband took me out for Thai food last night. I was a little nervous once we got to the restaurant that I'd get my plate in front of me and wouldn't be able to eat it.....the restaurant just had that overbearing asian restaurant smell, which was thoroughly unappealing to me. My fears were unfounded. The food tasted great to me and I ate ALOT of it. I bet it was a little bit difficult for DH to believe that I had been sick on the couch all day, unable to eat anything, after seeing me shovel noodles in like that! I drank Sprite w/ my meal, which also tasted delicious to me, since we only stock water in our fridge and the sweet fizziness felt good on my belly.

And now....I'm nauseous again. We're going to some friends' house for breakfast this morning and I hope they aren't offended if I lay on the couch and only pick at the food they've prepared. They're true pals, so I'm sure they'll understand. Usually, they make eggs and oatmeal when we come over and I think I just may be able to stomach those two things....but then I haven't smelled it cooking yet.

Labels: food, pregnancy, pregnancy whining