|Larry decided to dump some powder eye shadow all over our bedspread. Instead of cleaning it up I just stared at it. For weeks.|
|Sometimes the only thing I could keep down|
|Found this one morning and puked about 30 seconds later.|
|All order out the door. Family room stayed like this for weeks.|
|Tod caught this in the middle of all the nausea. Ewwwww.|
Was it the 45 minutes I spent on the shower floor every night trying to avoid throwing up my dinner?
Or no, it had to be the week I ate Ramen Noodles for almost three meals a day.
Worse than that was the morning Lennon asked me to stop throwing up because it was "getting disgusting" and it made him want to throw up, too. Poor, poor kid.
There was that night I had mashed potatoes and French Fries for dinner. Just the thought makes me ill.
Maybe it was the day I got home from errands with an empty stomach which is not a good sign. I opened the fridge and and spotted a jar of apple sauce. And it looked tasty. I was feeling so dizzy and weak that I skipped a couple steps, opened the jar, and started pouring apple sauce down my throat. Picture it in your mind; it was as desperate as it sounds.
And it tasted so much better on the way down.
|11 week belly...and no it's not twins. My mom visited this weekend and kept asking if I'm SURE it's not twins...|