Preface to reading this post: I am NOT complaining, just chronicling my interesting evening :o)
I was not prepared for last night. After attending a happy hour with work friends and my lovely husband I was feeling pretty good. We were enjoying a relaxing evening on the sofa when the "evening sickness" hit me like a tsunami. Morning sickness is a funny thing. Just that morning Jesse gave me a kiss after he had eaten peanut butter. I told him if they made peanut butter perfume I would buy stock in it! The same evening, he repeated the peanut butter kiss and I nearly tossed my proverbial cookies. After spending a while in the bathroom dry heaving I decided I MUST have macaroni and cheese... and I must have it now. I've noticed that when you're pregnant "a little hungry" doesn't exist anymore. There is only "not hungry" or "lay off me I'm starving!" (a nice nod to Chris Farley's SNL skit). What an interesting journey pregnancy is. I'm glad I'm just at the beginning and hope to have some more things figured out as time progresses. I'll figure it out!
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