Things I Had Forgotten

The painfulness that is Caffeine Free Living.
Not being able to flop over on my stomach to sleep in the night.
Not being able to sleep on your back, either.
When craving buffalo chicken, you have to figure out something equally as cooling and tangy and delicious as blue cheese dressing to dip them into (IMPOSSIBLE).
Massive and extremely painful boobs (husbands the world over are overjoyed with the former and utterly grieved by the latter).
Exhaustion.
When you finally DO get to go to sleep at night, your sleep is interrupted seven times (more or less) by a full bladder.
You smell EVERYTHING.
When you smell anything that remotely smells even the slightest bit unpleasant, you may or may not vomit immediately.
When hungry (ravenous is a better word), if you don't eat something absolutely delicious immediately, all small animals and children need to steer clear until you do... just in case.
After eating delicious meal, may or may not think it was the nastiest thing you've ever eaten and consequently may or may not vomit.
Stupid songs from your past and insipid commercials will make you bawl... and you won't be able to control the blubbering for about an hour or two.
Sensitive teeth.
The craziest dreams you've EVER had, EVER!
Clumsiness: You can and will trip over absolutely nothing and possibly anything else as well.

And because of these things, on one particular nausea-filled evening,my husband asked me, "If it gets this bad, then why do you like being pregnant so much?"

Only a man would ask that question. I am sure all my pregnant-loving and baby-loving friends will get the joke. Let's not throw the baby out with bath water, right?

Ten Weeks down.
Thirty to go... And loving every second of it.