After everything else the LP and I have endured to get to this point did you really need to bless me with horrible morning (and all day) sickness beginning in the late second and ramping up in the third trimester of this pregnancy?
How can this be?
However it can, it sucks. And it is kicking my behind. I actually left work yesterday because of it and had to drag myself in this morning despite it.
There is always something, isn’t there?