Fetal Wars Operations 4-6

Update #4:

Today my Fetal Nemesis (Codename: Gremlin) hatched a sneak attack of EPIC proportions. He attacked my bladder whilst I slept, nearly causing flooding of the queen sized bed. Luckily I held the aqueduct closed until I could reach a receptacle. There was minor leakage along the way. So this afternoon, when Gremlin calmed I crept, ever so slowly to the refrigerator, and CHUGGED 8oz of Almond Milk. Gremlin is currently throwing a hissy of toddler proportions, but my bladder is empty, my stomach is only half full, and I'm enjoying my victory.

Operation Almond Milk: Success!

Update #5:

Today I assumed we'd called a temporary cease fire. After last nights agreement on the joys of Bacon we had no issues coexisting in this form. It seems that around 2pm this afternoon Gremlin decided that he no longer wished to honor this.

I ate Chicken nuggets (baked not fried) as requested. I drank juice of the apple, and nibbled at the Wavy Lays. I assumed we were in agreement as that was what was craved. It seems I was incorrect.

Gremlin is now forcing the food back up in small increments. Nothing yet expelled but I can feel his little feet working at it, and there's a disturbing visual 'tick' as he fights gravity to manipulate the foodstuffs ingested. 

This host is in a state of 'bleh'. 

Well played Gremlin. This battle I concede to you.

Update #6:

Today was Operation Whatever the Fuck He Wants

I woke up, ate a Strawberry Toaster Strudel (2 actually) had the last of the orange juice (No Pulp) scrambled a Chickens Mensus that I choked down by pretending I was a Zombie eating brains, and had some dry Corn Flakes. Gremlin was happy. Movement was non damanging and almost friendly. Then came lunch, a ham sandwich with *gag* cow cheese, mustard and a dill pickle. Gremlin again was happy, movement retained friendliness. Then as a snack I saw and immediately purchased and consumed Beef Jerky (Teriyaki flavored-yuck) and....Chocolate Cows Milk (bleh, cow, bleh bleh) and again movement friendly. Nothing consumed today was forced out of the stomach.

Gremlin is currently making gentle forays into stretching out in his caul sack and entertaining the 2 legged cat (who keeps his freaking claws in unlike the dwarf cat who was dutch ovened for bad behavior this morning), and giving the bladder a much needed break from continuous abuse. 

Today had to have been the most disgusting for me when it came to food. The Gremlins preferred diet and my own are NOT a cohesive set. Tomorrow I start anew. Perhaps even catching him by surprise. This Host will prevail.