Morning sickness never fails to show past sundown. It started a few days ago at the mod 6 weeks mark. My legs race to the sink to empty my gut full of craved foods.
The pregnancy with Maksim was easy. I was nauseated here and there, but it wasn't strong. This time around, sights, smells, certain foods, and the imagination of unsightly unmentionables have me hurling my entrails down the drain. The aroma of a roll on eucalyptus oil helps combat feelings of nausea, but it's difficult to grab it on time, and it works 75% of the time.
I'm happy though. Grateful for this miracle of life growing inside me. All the stages are beautiful, even the puking.
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