With their promises. Those pregnancy books, the websites.
Ten weeks! By now some of that nausea should be wearing off, and you’ll be feeling Great!
Do these people have any clue? Seriously? The people at Fareway today will never have any idea how very close they came to having to do bodily fluid clean-up on Aisle 10. All that food . . . Ugh.
So please bear with me, Dear Bloggy Friends. I feel very much how I imagine a water balloon feels after it has been thrown at the ground and exploded into a million little yellow latex pieces. I will blog when I can. And until then, well, I will gladly accept your sympathy.
I expect I have another four or five weeks during which I shall constantly feel like puking at any time.
Mock away, magazines and websites and various literatures.