I am a wimp

So the fun times of morning sickness have set in. Except that it's not just in the mornings, of course. It's most of the day. Which isn't so bad right now when I'm not really working. But next week I start working more and I'm kind of freaking out about it. When you have to push a hundred kids through a picture line you don't really have time to throw up.  Did I mention that feeling nauseous is my least favorite illness of all time? I'd rather be stuck on the toilet all day or have a fever or a sore throat over being nauseous. Lucky for me I haven't actually thrown up yet. But I do everything in my power to keep it that way. So lately I have been spending my days in my bed or on the couch watching Lost. (I'm kind of hating Jack right now, and especially hating John Locke)

One of the hardest parts of this whole nauseous thing is the fact that you are suppose to be eating all these calories and getting all the right nutrients for that growing human inside you, but most of the time nothing sounds appealing and even if it did you are going to have to move around all nauseous-like to make that food.  It's not much fun.

Today my sense of smell got boosted. You know how I know? I walked into Subway and almost threw up on the people in front of me. Same thing happened in the drive-thru at Del Taco. Then poor Ronnie came home from work having had Thai for lunch and I couldn't stand his breath. So bizarre my friends.

I hope that you do know that I know that I am being a super big wimp and being slightly ungrateful for even writing this. I know that I am sooooooo lucky right now to even be pregnant. I went for a long time thinking it wasn't going to happen for me and I know a few people that it doesn't happen for them. I also know mothers who go through nothing short of hell to bring a kid into the world. So I am grateful to be here at this point in life, grateful that my nausea is pretty mild and that I can still walk around or leave my house if I want to. But I wanted to document this experience so that I can look back on it in the future and remember how I felt and when I felt it.

Random motherhood thought of the day: I was in the bathroom (for the umpteenth time) and started thinking about potty training and how I have no idea when you start potty training or how to do it.