I think my “morning” sickness is more like “all day” sickness.    I barfed for the first time today…and Israel missed it!  I was hoping he’d be there to see to the fullest extend how much I’m suffering.  heh heh heh…  Just because I know you want more details, I barfed up Gatorade lemonade…now I’ll never be able to drink lemonade again.  What a bummer.

I can’t eat anything!!  It’s so depressing.  If I eat, I feel like I’ll barf.  If I don’t eat, though, I feel like I’ll faint (and barf).  And the weird thing is that I get hungry, even though I feel like I will barf most of the time.  SMELLS.  I have like this super-natural sensitivity to smells.  I smell anything, and I feel like I want to barf.  Do we see a pattern here?  Yes, that is correct…BARF is the key word to how I’m doing.  I can’t stand the smell of laundry detergent (I loved it before!), my shampoo and conditioner give me extreme nausea, I can’t cook anything lest I feel like…yep, you got it, BARF…ing, and at times I can’t even stand the smell of my very own husband!  Now that is got to hurt his feelings.  Does it?  ~~waiting for response~~ 
He doesn’t want to answer that.  (It’s a sensitive topic.) 

Okay, well, if all who read this could just remember to say a quick prayer that this would pass…it’d be much appreciated.  Other than the above, life is going swell.  Okay, toodles… -jr