I was feeling pretty good this morning as I walked to my car. I’d had a good breakfast of milk, a banana, and my three vitamins, the sun was shining, and Sandwiches was excited to be on his way to daycare. Then it happened all of a sudden: my eyes and mouth water, and I projectile vomit all over my neighbors’ lawn. Banana wasn’t so bad; the vitamins were. Sandwiches wagged his tail stump all excitedly, like, “Hey mom! That’s what I do on walks too!”
What’s with that? Morning sickness has stuck at full force after the thirtieth week for me. When I told my midwife about it, she suggested that I journal my thoughts about the impending arrival of my little one because I’m probably secretly really terrified of having a child. After silently telling her to eff off in my mind, I researched extensively and found that it’s probably just a big huge surge of hormones, which can happen at any time during pregnancy.
I don’t want to say what I actually did, but… what is the etiquette when you throw up on someone’s lawn?
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Not too much to do. Say sorry. Offer yourself to help cleaning. And life goes on.
ReplyDeleteomg i couldn't imagine... what are u supposed to do? ring the doorbell?? "o by the way..." i feel for you dearie! (im a new follower, so i will have to do some catch-up reading on your blog!) found you on meditative mom's blog hop!! :) i'm recently preggers... and your caught my eye! don't forget to follow us as well!! if you want to that is.... ;)
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