Seriously?

OK, you know it's one thing to get nauseous and barf, it's a whole other thing to dry heave. This is not fun.

I'm not so sick that I want to take medication.... yet. I've maybe lost a pound which is nothing to worry about. I keep food down when I sleep so I make sure to eat yogurt or ice cream before bed so I can take my prenatal vitamin. So, it's OK for now.

The cats join me in the bathroom whilst I gag, wretch and on occasion, hurl. Our sweet Mario sits right next to the toilet bowl and watches. Sometimes he stands on his hind legs with his paws on the edge next to mine. He looks at me, then looks at the water, then back again. He doesn't get it. Maybe he knows it's not fun because once I spit, flush, wash, rinse and brush he rubs up against me and purrs loudly. On the other hand, maybe he's thanking me for the entertainment. During the dry heaves I can tell he gets bored.

It's always fun 'round these parts.

Cheerios....No Go.

For some strange reason, Cheerios do not agree with the tummy. I had the crazy idea that I was over the morning sickness...um...not so much.

This weekend has been quiet. I got my first craving after watching "Harold and Kumar Go To White Castle". Problem is there are no White Castle's where we live. The closest thing we've got are Krystal's and it worked! I ate two last night, shared one with the Mister (not his fave) and I have one left for today. After I feel better, I'm having it for lunch.

Yesterday we cashed in our bag of change that we've been saving for the last year. All the change goes in, much to the Mister's chagrin (he doesn't like to pay the 9% fee), into the CoinStar machine and out comes $60! Woohoo! It's like finding money in your pocket while doing the laundry. Nice.

Today it's raining.... again. I feel bad for enjoying such a lovely, rainy day while my family is melting in the Southwest. Time for a little more B6. Ugh.