"It's been three months."
"Oh my, look how thin you've become, way too thin. Giving birth is going to be very hard for you; you need to eat more. A gust of wind could blow you away."
"It's not that exaggerated, I want to eat and get plump, too, but I just can't keep anything down. Whatever I eat, I always end up throwing up." Qiao Xia was also troubled. Her body wasn't absorbing nutrients, and she was more anxious about this than anyone. Unfortunately, the more anxious and worried she became, the worse her body seemed to react.
"During the first three months, it's normal to experience this, but it should get better once the baby stabilizes. When your appetite is good, you should eat more but don't overeat in one sitting, go for smaller, more frequent meals, it's easier for the baby to absorb." Old people, perhaps, all like to nag.
Since there were no elders in Qiao Xia's family, she was willing to listen to someone else's nagging.
