Pukey.....I'm not sure if that's even a word, I know what puke means and pukey rhymes with dookie so that's exactly how I feel, like pukey and dookie.
I understand that morning sickness is a blessing, I really do and they say its a sign of a healthy pregnancy.....( I think a man came up with that).....but please give me a break. It's lasting all day long now, I carry crackers with me, wherever I go. I think my T.V. screen makes me sick, my husband's socks make me want to vomit and one look at my son's smelly face and I could lose it. I know I sound horrible but I forgot that you could smell everything when you are pregnant....and I mean everything.
On top of all that, I used to love to eat and now nothing sounds good. My whole world is turning upside down. What will I do if I can't eat? Eating is my life....and now right before the Greatest Eating Holiday of the Year. I will find a way, I will make myself sick on turkey, mashed potatoes, GB casserole and pie and I found this great recipe for caramel punkin pie (that's right, I said punkin, thats how I say it, that's how I spell it.) When I get a chance, I will share the recipe, I promise.
Oh yeah.....I have recently acquired some kind of cold, it started somewhere in my face and moved down to my throat.....I wake up with a sore throat and I know that bugger is working to get down into my chest so I feel even more miserable for Thanksgiving.....and I'm pretty sure there is not much medicine I can take right now so I've been drowning myself in Orange Juice and if you knew what Orange Juice does to my insides, then you would know why I feel pukey.....oh the smell. It's a mean and viscious cycle.