Positive Attitude
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It would appear that we are well into the first trimester blues. Kenna is regularly nauseous although she hasn’t actually hurled yet. The mood swings are becoming pronounced though. Actually they aren’t mood swings. Those I’m used to. These would be better described as emotional hypersensitivity. Two examples:
Since we only have one car at the moment we’ve been eating lunch together quite a bit recently. At this point eating anything is a risk for Kenna as the next bite may make her want to spew. In this case she had opted for a Chick-Fil-A chicken salad sandwich, a decision that still boggles my mind. None the less she was eager to eat and the idea of eating something that looks like mayonaise based cat food appealed to her for some reason. She managed one bite. A frown appeared and she declared that she couldn’t eat it. She sweetly offered it to me. I jokingly said, “No way, you’re gonna make me sick too.”. Maybe that was a bad thing to say.
Kenna bursts into wailing tears. As an aside, there is no more gentle sobbing, sad tears, or anything other than chest heaving wails of sorrow. Through the sobs wracking her body she managed to get out…
“You…don’t have…a postive….attitude….towards my…food!”
At that moment I was the cause of all her nausea because I didn’t have a positive attitude towards her food. I guess I was making the food feel bad and that made it taste bad.
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