Lilypie

Thursday, January 1, 2009

My first act of 2009 was kissing my husband at midnight. He had boozy breath which made me promptly throw up all 4 courses of my otherwise delicious dinner. In a public bathroom. I felt compelled to explain to the other woman in the bathroom that I had morning sickness and wasn't just really drunk, but I think she was too drunk to care.

I can't wait for the second trimester, and if I am nauseous until the 5th month like some of the horror stories I've heard, I may not survive this.

2 comments:

Christy said...

OMG that sucks! And it's kind of funny too, or at least it will be ... someday.

Anonymous said...

Hang in there! Happy New Year!