Ugh, Morning Sickness.

Today has been terrible. I am trying to drink fluids and feel so sick afterward. I have a third a can of soup before I thought I was going to throw up and left it out for an hour. Now its reheated and the attempt to finish it is going on. I know if I had started to eat earlier, I probably would feel better. I can barely walk across my apartment and need to go out to pick up a prescription. In fact, I had to lay on the floor while walking from my bathroom to the couch because I didn't think I would make it. Today is a day I wish I had a really awesome friend who would come over and make me food to eat. I am hungry and not totally averse to food, BUT by the time I make something and get ready to eat it, I am literally dry heaving at the thought. That went on for hours this morning until I finally ate half a pudding cup because I needed food right that second and then heated up the soup when I could stand.

Friday I will be at 9 weeks going into my 10th. That means a measly four weeks from Friday to get through til I suppppposedly feel better - but I know many people feel gross the entire time and that is generally my luck. My fingers are crossed, but my breath is not held. And let's face it, four weeks is an entire freaking month. That feels like foreva right now, foreva.

My thighs are freaking jumbo jets and my hips are wings. I am barely fitting in my fat pants right now. I sweat uncomfortably at night, have dry skin and just as much facial acne as ever. I nap throughout the day and have zero motivation to do anything. Maybe at least, at least Magoo, you could make it easy for me to eat food. You know, just that small favor would be greatly appreciated. Trust me, I won't forget you are there.