So apparently I was bragging too early about not having any nausea or morning sickness. Now it seems that everything makes me nauseous. Not to the point of throwing up, but to the point of being extremely uncomfortable in the surroundings I am in. The mornings suck too, because at that point I have nothing in my body to throw up, so its just a bunch of painful dry heaving. Shower water seems to set that off. Joy. Not eating makes my stomach turn as well. I have to have something in my stomach every two hours or I am not a happy camper. They say you're only supposed to gain like 2 lbs a month for the first couple months, but the rate I'm going, I feel like I"m going to be a blimp by December. So, in order to combat the blimpy-ness, I am going to work out in 30 minutes. Its a class called Group Centergy, so its basically yoga and pilates. Its not too strenuous, so I'm looking forward to it. I haven't been able to work out since school started, and its time that streak ended.
My first "baby brain" event happened today. I left my debit card at home and almost ran out of gas on the way home. Austin had to come rescue me and pay for my gas. Now, don't be too alarmed, I was not stranded on the side of the road. I was only painfully close to running out of gas and decided the best place to wait for my "Knight in Shining Armor riding a white pick-up truck" was at the mall. I know, damsel in distress.
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