Serves me right...

I've been going on and on about how I've been better this time around. That morning sickness was only nauseous. Well, that happy little camper is gone. Morning sickness sucks. It does. And it really isn't fun, holding a bag, driving and navigating through Houston traffic.

I got sick on Saturday, made Bry run pick up my script at Target. I was better after that, kept everything down, not very nauseous, just exhausted. Yesterday was good, I snacked all day to keep food in my tummy.

This morning - not good at all. I have crackers by the bed, as soon as I woke up, I knew it was coming. I ate a few crackers before getting out of bed, but that didn't matter. Got dressed, tried to eat a slice of apple, but ended up high-tailing it to the bathroom. So, so, so not fun.

Then there was the drive. I'm in training downtown all week, don't know how I made it here. And am considering renting a room. Luckily the class room is -13 degrees, so that helps. There's only 3 people in here now, so if the Phenergan starts putting me to sleep, I might be in trouble.