Here it is.
The rampant, sweeping, all of a sudden, coughing and hacking and make you want to lay down in a state of zombieism nausea. The super smell that I achieve in the beginning of pregnancy is a definite helper in this arena.
I keep asking my husband these things when I am so tired and sick feeling laying on the couch. All.the.time. I still haven't actually thrown up, just like my other pregnancies, but the constant state of - ugggghhh - is just there. All the time.
Could it have ben this bad before? How can one little bundle of cells the size of a chickpea be impacting my bodily functions so much right now?! Is this time worse than the other times?
I say YES.
Mainly, because I am *in* this time right now.
Guess I will go chow down on some pistachios and hope for the best.
I feel terrible.
Evelyn Rae is three, Liam is 17 months, I am six weeks along with Baby G #3
…and holy crap this is miserable. The miracle of life, y'all.