Who feels nauseous?

So. Wasn't that exciting?

That's about how I felt a month ago, excited. And then at exactly 5.5 weeks, the sickness kicked in. And then I was not so excited.

And yada yada yada, here we are in the constant hell of all-day sickness.

F-you, anyone who says morning sickness. HA! Ha, I say. More like morning, noon and night sickness. It sucks, nothing helps, and it's about 25 times worse than it was with Jack.

From all accounts, I am in the thick of it right now. It should start to ease off, looking back at my pregnancy with Jackson, in about five more weeks. Wheeee.

Until then, I do a lot of lying around moaning. Other people have to feed Jack, because I can't look at the food he eats. I have to think verrrry specifically about what I want to eat, and then eat it RIGHT THAT MINUTE. And when I am finished with it, I can not speak of it or look at it ever again.

So that about sums up my life for the last month. Now you see why I am not blogging as much. Looking at a computer screen makes me nauseous, but hey, what doesn't? So bear with me.

Coming next week: cerclages, bedrest possibilities and holy shit -- we're going to have TWO children in diapers. God help us all.