I spent the last two weeks telling Gene that I had the flu. Gene kept telling me that he was "pretty sure he couldn't catch what I had." The nausea isn't so bad, but I'm sleepy and hungry and hot. All symptoms seem to come at random times and with random lengths and intervals. Why I assumed that "morning sickness" had something to do with the mornings, I can't imagine, but I was clearly mistaken. The upshot of all this is that I seem to want to eat a lot, and then get very warm, curl up and sleep for months at a time. So, I can only assume that when men say that pregnancy can turn your wife into a real bear, they mean it literally. I wonder when all the fur grows in...
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