...without feeling like I'm going to throw up.
Carbs are the enemy. Liquids are my friend--most of the time. Anything with a strong odor is out of the question. And cooking? Heh, forget that shit. Its not happening.
Yet, I'm ravenously hungry 24/7. I get up in the middle of the night, starving, and eat one of the jello cups I've stashed in the bathroom for secret midnight eating, and then puke it back up a half hour later.
This is far and away the suckiest part of being pregnant so far.
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