yes, i've headed back into the "nausea" stage. it bites. i thought throwing up in the first trimester was bad...but doing it with a huge watermelon on your front gives it a whole new meaning. i decided to document my top five most memorable barfing moments (one of which was 5 minutes ago).
5. (5 minutes ago) Carpooling with my teaching friend, Charlotte...i had to pull over..mid-sentence... i threw open the door (on Main Street in Lehi, mind you...yeah, i was basically a museum piece that people were able observe on their morning commute) to puke...and puke...and puke some more.. it was disgusting. while puking, i accidentally kicked my foot out to the gas pedal, thus revving the engine (it's all about intimidation while puking). Charlotte, not many people know me as well as you now know me. i'm not sure if that is a good thing...
4. last week: Monday morning...feeling the nausea coming on in my classroom (before students were around- LUCKILY)... i grabbed the nearest bowl, and, whoops, peed my pants WHILE puking. just my luck, i had an interview after school that day...and was wearing a dress. yeah.
3. first trimester: mike made me a delicious dinner...one of my favorite spicy chicken sandwiches. half way into eating it, i sprinted for the bathroom....but only made it half-way in the sink, half-way in the toilet...and all over the floor. i've never seen so much come out of me in my entire life. sorry, Mike. it wasn't your cooking, i promise.
2. last week: on my way to my friend's baby shower...just driving along...all of a sudden the nausea hit me like a pound of bricks, i pulled over really fast, and just started going at it...and going at it...and going at it...by the time everything was out of me, i looked up and realized there was an entire family out on their front lawn watching me puke on their pavement. when i noticed the dog running over to investigate, i jumped out of the car and yelled, "you don't know me but i just puked all over your pavement." the dude of the group was kind enough to tell me not to sweat it...but definitely called his dog over and locked him up so he wouldn't eat my puke. seriously.
(drumroll) 1. first trimester: well, none still can beat my first trimester bonding moment with Mike....i've already blogged about it- so if you don't know what i'm talking about, you may read here. basically, side by side, mike and i puked together....nothing shows love like united barfing.