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I am totally loosing energy from all the throwing up spells after eating. Unlike other women who experiences this every morning, I feel sick from noontime until late in the evening after meals or merienda. I am tired of this routine and I am really hoping this will be over real soon because it eats up my energy and I end up just lying in bed. I have not experienced this with my first pregnancy. With Ella I am very much fine and active. Never did I feel very sick like this which makes me say this will be the last. :-)

In between the trips to the bathroom or sink, I lie in bed or sit infront of my pc uploading photos to my flickr and friendster accounts. I actually opened an account in Flickr months ago but I am too lazy to upload some more photos after I did the first batch. But Donald insists on having a Flickr thingie on my blog like what he saw on other blogs. I was telling him I don’t need that here on my page because I am too tired always and could not do the resizing and uploading I am good without it. But he won’t listen so while he did a little laundry, I updated my Flickr and Friendster because I don’t feel like doing the laundry I wanted to satisfy him. :lol: Don’t get me wrong, I told him we will do the laundry on Saturday but he decided to start a little load today so he won’t go naked. And he is so kind to include a few pairs of mine and Ella. If I won’t go through the throwing up spells and with having enough resources, I’d be convinced to get pregnant over and over again! :lol:

After lunch, I felt sick again (as usual) and decided to just hold down the food. I took a nap. We all did and while we are off to lalaland, Tatang and Inang came back (they were here this morning to bring our rice) to tell Donald that Joan, Tatang’s granddaughter, will be baptized. Donald and Ella went with them in the river and after baptism, Donald went to fetch me to join them in a little merienda at Tatang’s daughter’s house. We had doughnuts and shrimp crackers which Donald bought and they prepapred Buko salad. I just had one serving of it because I am afraid I might end up in the bathroom again. After an hour or so, we walked home just in time before the rain poured. I am craving for “isaw” (barbequed chicken intestine) and Donald have gone to the barbeque stalls by the park. We were suppose to go out and dine there again tonight because we aren’t satisfied with what we ordered last night. I can say our hometown has the best “isaw” and I am really disappointed because I was looking forward for that moment when we could savor its heavenly taste. Since it was raining, Donald said he’d get it himself.

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Here’s a photo of “isaw” and chicken waiting to be picked and be put in the grill. We were there just before the owner put everything out for display. There are hotdogs and pork barbeque too still on the tray.

4 Comments so far »

  1. by Gramma Rose, on September 18 2008 @ 7:42 pm

     

    I must say that this does NOT look at ALL appetizing to me!! LOL

  2. by carol, on September 18 2008 @ 11:17 pm

     

    LOL Rose…yes I expect people from Western Countries won’t like it…but this is an all time favorite here LOL

  3. by Julie, on September 19 2008 @ 1:20 am

     

    you have a flickr account?! I want to see!!! :D

  4. by carol, on September 19 2008 @ 1:08 pm

     

    Yes I made an account last summer, I Think it was April. You are the one who encouraged me to open mine but was too lazy to update it so it is almost bare. I will invite you when I have deleted what is in there and upload photos again (I want to start from the beginning LOL)

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