Well, I was having a great night last night until around 9pm when they brought our meals out at dinner. Woah, I went downhill fast after that. The smell of everyone's food especially my own made me REALLY nauseous. Everyone was eating and I was just sitting there, looking at my delicious dinner knowing there was no way I could eat it without disastrous consequences so instead I opted to put it in a container and take it home. I apologised to the girls and explained that I had to get away from the smells.
On the way home I kept taking deep breaths and drinking loads of water but fat lot of good it did me. I was 7km from home (36km trip) when I had to pull over and puke my heart out! I didn't think I'd ever stop. I have never vomited throughout all my pregnancies so this was a first for me. I kinda knew it was only a matter of time before it happened due to the way I'd been feeling the last few weeks.
So that was my night in a nutshell. I felt like such a git having to leave so early but I'm sure the girls understood. My dinner is still in the fridge and I told Keith if he wants to eat it, make sure I am NO WHERE near him at the time.
Who am I? I am many things but first and foremost, I am the wife of Keith and the mother of two little boys, Harley and Levi. I am also a WAHM, an avid reader, experimental cook, self-confessed geek, couch potato, Facebook addict, digital scrapbooker and of course, a blogger.
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