Remember that time I was pregnant and waiting in the unexpected interminably long line at the Post Office with no snacks and nowhere to sit, and I felt awful and shaky, and as soon as I left the building and walked to the car where Eric was waiting after circling the block cos he thought I'd only a be a minute, and I burst into tears and started throwing up IN PUBLIC, and I was horrified and miserable and didn't care all at the same time, because I couldn't help it and I never saw it coming? And then I felt better and we went and ate a Subway sandwich?
I remember it like it was Saturday.
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Shame. Did people assist you?
ReplyDeleteNo, but it all happened rather quickly anyway, and thank goodness it was on a little side street so there was just one man looking at me from his parked car (that I noticed.)
ReplyDeleteBut it was over pretty quickly and I got back in the car and we sped away from the scene of the crime.
poor souls... you & the individual who unexpectedly stepped in your vomit both...
ReplyDeletethis really makes me want to be pregnant!! that, and pants with elastic. oh, wait, I already wear pants with elastic...
now that the 3rd trimester's coming to a close do you think the nausea will likewise come to an end??
Don't knock pants with elastic!! They're WONDERFUL.
ReplyDeleteFew more weeks to go till the end of the first trimester - it ends at 14 weeks - and I HOPE the ickiness comes to an end then, yes indeed.