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"morning" sickness

I felt pretty sick this morning and was really wishing I wasn't a full time language student. I've decided I've just got to get through this and can't stay home. Last Friday was the exception since I almost passed out but otherwise I'll be there. I haven't puked yet but feel like I will at anytime. Since Friday, I've felt sick for the most part of every day. I can still function, play with Maddie, study, cook (only Western style, Chinese makes me really want to puke), but at times it's really hard. Tonight cooking supper I thought I might have to give it over to Phil but after drinking some milk I felt better. The hardest thing is making myself eat and drink when I really don't want to at all but it really does help. I had no idea what I was missing with pregnancy when I carried Maddie!

Hopefully this is just a 1st trimester sickness. A great thing about language school is although it's hard work I just have to be there 3 hours and the rest of the time is mine to do as I see fit. So, I've been taking long naps and studying for about an hour in the afternoons. I don't know why but I seem to be learning better for the last few days. Maybe I'm putting less pressure on myself because of the sickness. I don't do well with pressure.

Phil and Maddie are coping well. Maddie likes to look at her belly when I talk to her about the baby. She says, "Baby?" and looks at her belly and then pats mine. :-)

Phil, as always, is treating me well and although I haven't had him do any crazy food runs he did help me figure out how to make hoagies the other night when that was the only thing that sounded good.

It was no Italian hoagie from Rocco's in Phoenxiville but it worked.

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