TMI

TMI

You know all these posts I’ve been writing about fun happy fluffy baby stuff? Well, today is Day One of poltergeist projectile green vomit morning sickness. I think that cute little poppy seed baby I used to talk so affectionately about is actutally an evil nasty demon trying to take over my body. That other queasiness and puking I wrote about… that was a silly preview for kids. This is a whole OTHER story.

I keep reading (in between puking) that it’s totally normal and will mostly likely continue for six more weeks. SIX MORE WEEKS!!!!!! I can’t do this. I think I’m going to die. How is it that 80 percent of all pregnant women go through this? We should mutiny.

I am so NOT happy or fluffy or having any sort of fun anymore.

Does anybody have any magic cures? I’m desperate.