Morning Sickness is a MYTH!

So I found out on Wed April 7th that I'm officially pregnant. I was relieved.

It totally explained the Barf-o-thon that had been going on for about 3 weeks. "Hi porcelain god, how are you today? Enjoying the extra offerings? Really? Huh, well, I'll try to shake up the saltine offerings. How does Ginger Ale strike your fancy?" (Conversations with inanimate objects should be considered normal for the author and not a bizarre symptom of a first time pregnancy.)

"Morning Sickness" is a myth, a down right lie, a freaking pseudo-definition for feeling ill during any darn time of the day that the inclination strikes and supposedly lets up after the first 3 months. Various sources say that's iffy.

Then this past week was finals plus exhaustion. I felt like I was wading through syrup and my brain laughed at me when I pointed it in the direction of final projects. My gray matter basically hung a sign reading "do not open until Christmas" which incidentally is about 2 after my due date. But, you can breathe, my frontal lobes and others, will be reinstated before I'm trusted with my little one. That's why I have a husband. :D

In all seriousness, I'm excited. Nervous, for sure, but excited about having a little son or daughter. Right now, I'm just concentrating on keeping my stomach where it's supposed to be.