The Most Embarrassing Thing
Since becoming pregnant, I’ve worried about one thing in these early weeks: getting sick in public. One of my friends was sick all nine months, even during delivery. She got sick everywhere. Stories of throwing up in BJ’s or the grocery store made me say, “That’s got to be the most embarrassing thing!”
“I got used to it,” she said.
My worse fear was to get sick on the bus going or coming to and from work. My morning sickness has been mild and only several times a week, but sometimes, if I hadn’t eaten enough of a snack before leaving work, I’d be miserable by the time I got home and stuffed something into my mouth. It’s been getting better though, and my lunch bag bulges with cheese sticks, wheat crackers, veggies, and yogurt for in-between meal snacking.
On Saturday I got up and had my All-Bran Yogurt Bites cereal (because it has 10 g fiber!) and worked out. Then devotions and a Clementine. Next I was off figuring out my grocery list. By the time I was ready to head to the store it was noon and I was thinking I should get another bite to eat. I grabbed an apple to eat as I drove to the store, which is all of 5 minutes from my house.
Got through my shopping and was packing up the car when I started feeling bad. I thought, “I better get home soon” and jumped in the car to head home. I wasn’t out of the parking lot when I knew I wasn’t going to make it. I drove to the end of the lot where the least amount of cars where parked, barely got the door opened, and there went my apple!
Thankfully, no one was really around, except there was a restaurant not far away, and anyone sitting near the windows enjoying their lunch probably got some gross entertainment!
The amazing thing about getting sick when pregnant is that unlike with the flu, I at least, still feel the need to eat and settle my stomach. After such an episode I always feel fine, although never has it happened in the middle of the day before, always morning or at night if I haven’t eaten between lunch and dinner. Anyway, I dashed to the back to grab some dry cereal to snack on during the short trip home.
Ahh, the adventures of being pregnant! I’m just glad I made it out of the store! Do any of you have any embarrassing “getting sick” stories? And they don’t just have to be when you were pregnant!
I’m so glad you made it to a more “private” location. This, too, shall pass. Consider the joy set before you!
Puking has never been a big problem for me during pregnancy. But, now, pregnancy incontinence….that’s another story. My husband has an uncanny way of making me laugh and pee my pants when I’m pregnant. Talk about embarrassing!
Your story reminded me about the ONE time I “lost my lunch” during my four pregnancies! My husband still reminds me of it every time we go past the particular location (my son whom was in the womb at the time is now 12). Anyway, I was away visiting my family for the hoildays. I made the fatal mistake of having juice and sweet banana bread for breakfast…a no-no for my tummy. We proceded to go shopping where not long after I had to have my husband pull over into a parking lot where I left both the contents of my stomach and my grace! As they say…this too shall pass.
I never threw up. When I was in hospital after Daphne’s c-section, the morphine made me queasy and I couldn’t hold down water. I told the nurse it was the first time I’d thrown up in three pregnancies, and I think she hated me.
However, if I didn’t eat enough, I became confused and unable to make the simplest decision. If I didn’t drink enough water (my body didn’t count any other liquid as hydration), I’d faint. More than once I misjudged my water intake or the distance I had to go, and drove home in a thrilling race against the dots and blots in front of my eyes.
It’s a relief now to take a walk around the block without having to take inventory: Have I eaten enough? Have I had enough water? Will I get halfway around and have to go to the bathroom? Ahh, normalcy.
Your story reminded me of when I was pregnant with Scott. I was sick for 9 months. I only gained 19 pounds and he was 9lb4oz. I threw up every where. This one day I was in the bathroom and Nick who was 2 1/2 at the time came in. He said” I make you feel better mommy” as I proceeded to vomit in the toilet. Well Nick has always hab a bad gag reflex. The next thing I know he is throwing up all over my feet. So here we are both having ” morning sickness”. It was so cute because all he wanted to do was make me feel better!
Danielle, glad to hear you made it out of the store before throwing up. Also that your morning sickness has been mild.
I was sick with both girls, but did the most throwing up with Ava. Probably the most embarrassing moment was when I was about 4 months pregnant. Ted was unemployed and we went to the county health department to apply for Medicaid. As we were getting Olivia out of the car, I could tell I was going to throw up. So we had to franticly search for a plastic bag. I ended up throwing up into a plastic bag in our car outside the health department.
I can’t recall any public displays of intestinal drama, but I plenty of rehearsals at home. When I was pregnant with Joy Christine (the first one I lost) , I had no sickness. So when I got pregnant with #5, and WAS sick , I associated it with a healthy keeper. Well, I lost that baby, too, but remembered every time I threw up, thinking “THANK you, LORD!” (accent on the puking syllable, ot “thank’ and “Lord.” . When pregnat with Joel, I didn’t care when or where or how often I puked, I was just thrilled again to be pregnant. I’m glad you lost your cookies/apple/whatever in a more discreet place than the grocery store. Can you hear them, “Mop needed to register 9, please. There’s apple juice and stomach juice all over the place. “GAG!”
I was actually fortunate enough to never throw up while pregnant. I would get really nauseated and have to sit down but never did throw up.
But I do remember when justin and I were first married I knew I had to and asked him to bring me a plastic bag or garbage can to throw up in and he comes running in our room with one of our brand new pots! There was no way I was going to throw up in that, I do not even think I had used it yet!
Obviously, not a pregnancy story, but it was plenty embarassing at the time!
I was in…probably 7th grade at the time. Got to school and wasn’t feeling so hot. Spent most of 1st and 2nd period in the nurse’s office (these were our gym and related arts classes). Decided I really needed to be in my math class, so I pulled myself off of the mat and went to my class. Less than halfway through class, I realized I was not going to make it, and got the teacher to excuse me to go back to the nurse’s office. Unfortunately, the class I was in was the absolute farthest from the nurse’s office! I made it about 100 ft before I lost whatever I’d had for breakfast in the hallway, only to be found by a guy from one of my classes and some poor student teacher, who got me cleaned up in the faculty bathroom and back to the nurse.
And as if I wasn’t mortified enough at that age, the next day a couple of my friends were discussing on the bus: “Yeah, I was in Ms. So-and-so’s class, and some kid puked in the hallway!!!” I think I’m still scarred.
I was ouside standing on a scaffold when Danielle came around the corner with a box of cereal cradled in her arms. I did think it a little strange at first that she couldn’t wait until she got home to eat, but as she crammed the crumbs into her mouth, and explained the whole story, I understood the immediate need for a face stuffing. I laughed very hard, and said “I told you that would happen!”
I was fortunate to not throw up when was pregnant with the boys….however, I had lots of fun with the nauesa. “They” say that when you are carrying twins that your hcg levels are higher….oh the fun! I spent most of the month of July 2003 on the couch.
One specific incident in July 2003: We were at Celebration Mid-South. I was 7 weeks pregnant. I was helping in our toddler co-op, and was starving – animal crackers will only do so much. After waiting for a friend (for what seemed like a really long time), we headed to the cafeteria, with me very close on the verge of….well, you know. Since we’d be arriving late, I asked my husband to get me a plate of food and a sprite.
I went up to the little lady who was letting everyone in and she wouldn’t let me in because I was jumping in front of everyone. I’m all for rules, but this wasn’t the time……..I tried to explain my crisis, and she turned we away….one of our pastors and his family were in line and grabbed me so I could get in with them.
I quickly found Rob and downed some cold pasta and a sprite…..
Thanks for all of your stories! Suzanne, I can’t believe that woman wouldn’t let you cut ahead in line, jeesh! Glad someone took pity on you!
I was fortunate to not have thrown up more than a handful of times while pregnant with Camryn (never got sick with Gabe, so obviously you’re having a girl! HA.) I never left the house in the mornings when I was sick, so I don’t have any embarassing stories there. I do have a very embarassing story and it all started with my very first pampered chef party.
As some of you know, I’m not a huge “meat and fruit” combination food eater. It really grosses me out. (usually). Anyway, we were living in Highlands Ranch, Colorado and like I said, it was my first party. I wanted to go to meet new people and we had just started going to our church out there so I wanted to get to know as many ladies from there as I could. There were only about 5 people at the party (including the hostess and pampered chef person) We were sitting around listening to her go on and on about pampered chef and then she starts to make a festive turkey roll. I almost Ralph Macchio’d everywhere just hearing the ingredients, but thankfully, I did not. The list of ingredients were and how can I ever forget: Turkey, mayonaise, cranberries, raisins and swiss cheese around a croissant wrap that is baked and then served in a ring and sliced. Are you kidding me? Baked mayonaise and turkey with raisins, swiss cheese and cranberries? I don’t know what planet Pampered Chef was on when they conjured up that scary food twist, but they did, and they served it to me. Remember, there were only 5 people there so it would have been really weird and rude for me not to at least try a bite. I’m a dramatic person, but not so dramatic that I taste food and run to the bathroom and throw it up. Except for that night. I took like 4 bites and ran to the bathroom and hurled. Not only was it embarassing enough that I choked and pointed to the turkey ring on the table, I ran, and then tripped, and then got up and went into the bathroom and couldn’t even shut the door because of the timing. (and the tripping part took an extra few seconds). The awful-est part is that no one said anything and no one talked and I know this because the powder room bathroom was like 8 feet away from the kitchen. So this girl that is new puked all over the place just a few feet from where this party was going on. I didn’t even know what to say to people when I got out, but I just did and went on with business.
Beth, THAT is hillarious!
Beth, I will never look at turkey and cranberries and Pampered Chef products the same again. I don’t know whether my laugh reflex or my gag reflex will kick in first.
Congratulations on your pregnancy, Danielle! I haven’t stopped by for a few days. How exciting! I hope you start feeling better soon. At least you were outside in a fairly isolated place.
I don’t have a pregnancy story, but I have a story about having intestinal problems and needing to go to the bathroom terribly bad…
I was in the checkout line at the grocery store with a cart full of groceries. I was 5 minutes from home when I realized there was no way I would make it home. I had already paid for my groceries and asked the clerk if I could leave my groceries there and where the bathroom was. He told me the bathroom was clear at the back of the store, through the double doors on the side of the deli counter.
By the time I got to the double doors I was breaking out in a sweat. I must have had an intestinal virus. I went through the double doors, not confident I was going to make it. I couldn’t find the bathroom.
I looked around and burst through another set of double doors and wound up behind the deli counter with a line full of customers looking at me. I interrupted one of the deli workers as they were waiting on a customer asking in sheer panic where the bathroom was and she said through the double doors. I said, “I couldn’t find it. Which double doors?” She pointed to the doors to the right of the deli counter. I had gone through the doors to the left of the counter. At this point I started to run. I made it to the bathroom only to find out someone was in the bathroom and it didn’t seem like they were coming out any time soon. I almost started to cry. There wasn’t time to go anywhere else. I looked around and found the men’s bathroom and went running in… just in the nick of time… Very awful to go through at the time, but hilarious to think about now.
I tried to tell Darren the story of your mishap, Danielle, but got to the part where Josh saw you with the cereal and said, “He saw her with a box of cereal that she was stuffing in her mouth.” And the mental image of you cramming a cereal box in your mouth ruined the actual story.
– SJ
When I was pregnant with Allison, I left half a pizza and a grape snowball with marshmallow on somebody’s lawn. I started to deposit it in the empty snowball cup but soon realized that it was not large enough. Jim pulled over, I left my dinner and desert on someone’s well manicured lawn. I will tell you that I ate breakfast every morning before work, threw it up and ordered breakfast again when I got to work. I also couldn’t look at a hotdog, smell a hotdog or hear the word hotdog or I would…..well, you know.
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See, she was pregnant with a girl. that’s it, your having a Danielle Junior. Or, we can call her Danielle Beth because…well, it’s just beautiful.
HA!
I,m really feeling…Karen Danielle as a beautiful girl name. And yes I was way-sicker with my baby girl.
Sorry, I wasn’t any sicker with my girl this time than I was with the four boys previous.
You guys crack me up!
Fishmama, she’s having a girl so quit ruining things for us over here!!! Ha ha.
a girl? Yipppeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!
Josh, you do realize it’s me and Beth talking ….I wouldn’t buy pink things quite yet.
buy the pink! Karen will buy it from you if she’s (we are) wrong. Danielle Beth Jones really sounds perfect. It’s just the right amount of class and beauty all wrapped into one name. HA! Don’t listen to Karen anyway, remember, her original name was going to be “stacey” after the old drunk man.
I got sick with both of my boys the entire pregnancy. Jude I usually lost it a minimum of 3 times a day. I had to see the doctor weekly to check all my levels. I actually lost weight with both boys in the begining. My second was much worse. I lost it in grocery stores…parking lots…church….I think if he didn’t come quickly I even would have lost it in the delivery room. Nothing helped I tried everything. I hate saltines to this day!! Honestly I hate being pregnant but I sure love the reward at the end…so that makes it all worth it.
PS I have more emabarrassing after the baby came stories…when I offically lost all my brain cells and did quite a few hysterical things.