I get it.

You’re still thriving.

Now can we let mom enjoy the thought, smell, or vague idea of food?

No?

Ok (sigh) maybe tomorrow.

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Co-worker: I’ll be right back, I’ve got to go the bathroom.

– returns successfully-

Me: I’ll be right back, I’m gonna try to throw up again.

– returns unsuccessfully-

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I’m looking forward to meeting you, dear one,

but today I’m mostly looking forward to the first trimester’s end.

Oh that I might stop eating crackers and pretzels.

The sight of them makes me want to puke sometimes.