I love chocolate. Usually. I have a piece of chocolate or something with chocolate in it every day. Well, apparently, this baby does not like chocolate or for his mother to have any. It doesn't appeal to me. Nothing sweet does and if you know me well, you know that's not like me at all. What does appeal to me? Spicy and salty. Give me jalapeno potato chips and I'm happy. This pregnancy is unlike any of my others. I'm not sure what that means but it sure makes it hard to figure out things like when I'll start to feel better.
My nausea that is. I'm nauseous from morning 'til night. All day long. It's really early for me to be nauseous. Every morning for the past 3 days I've been hugging my toilet bowl (oh, my it needs to be cleaned). But I'm so happy to be feeling these symptoms. After praying for another wee one for so long, I welcome these symptoms. It's awful timing because, really, I have a million things to do and the fatigue and nausea are a bit of a hindrance.