I don’t want this to become a pregnancy blog in which I go into gruesome detail about my various discomforts and discharges and alienate people who aren’t pregnant themselves, but I’ve just spent the past four days throwing up—and I mean continuously. Think food poisoning. Think stomach flu. Think “I wouldn’t particularly mind if I died right now.”
“Try saltines,” the books urge—but I can’t even hold down an ice chip.
I am so never getting pregnant again.
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