The normal morning-sickness nausea has gone. However. There’s this little thing called heartburn that can cause the most hellish episodes of throwing up that I have experienced, as instead of throwing up food I’m throwing up stomach acid. It’s pretty awful. They happen in the middle of the night, usually eating something that my pregnant body does not agree with. I’m still trying to figure out the eating rules of this pregnancy. No chinese food and no apples before bed, that’s what I’ve got so far.

But this morning I had slept well, no heartburn, no problem. Somewhat gaggy, but that’s not unusual (still). As I was leaving for work I realized I hadn’t taken my vitamins and medications the night before, so I quickly took them as I ran out the door. It was about an hour later, after I had arrived at the office, when I realized my folly. I had half a mind to go to the bathroom to go pee, but very quickly my stomach turned and up came those damn vitamins. But the worst part was that horrid dissolved-pill taste that was stuck on my tongue, which made me keep gagging and throwing up again and again. I just couldn’t get that awful taste out of my mouth.

And that is why I ended up in a quiet corner on the phone to my husband, whispering, “Honey, I have a very strange request… Can you bring me some clean underwear?”

Thank the light I was wearing a pantyliner, or it would have been much, much worse.

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But regardless of the not-so-fun and definitely not-so-glamorous aspects of pregnancy, I find myself enjoying it more and more. I love how I feel when I am pregnant. I feel beautiful. I feel peaceful. And I feel totally in awe every time this little one squirms and kicks me from within.

And if it comes along with throwing up, heartburn, and peeing myself… well, then at least I have some funny stories to tell later.