I guess I’m still here. I’ve been incredibly uncreative lately. All my thoughts start with:
- I feel sick. Sob.
- I want to cry A LOT.
- I think I’ll go eat again. While bawling.
- Oooo, look at the pretty snow!
- I wish I could sleep through the night without getting up to pee or eat.
- Groan. I feel sick. Moan.
- GAG, do you smell that food/purse/chair/anything as much as I do?????
- I guess I should find something to eat before I puke from hunger.
Yeah, that’s how interesting I’ve become. Now I understand how when you have kids, all you talk about are the kids. I’m only prego and all I talk about is the nausea. LOVELY.