I tried and failed. Last night I threw up. Naively, I thought I would miraculously make it all the way into my 2nd trimester with no puking. It didn't happen. I really hate throwing up. I REALLY hate it. But, really, it wasn't such a good fight. Why fight the inevitable? And I don't care what anyone else says about puking not relieving the nausea - for a good 30 minutes afterwards, I felt fine! It almost made it worth it. Ha ha
My desire to be at work is at about a 2. Out of 1 trillion. I have nooo desire to be here. And it's Monday, so 3 annoying clients (I have many more annoying clients than that, but they rotate for Monday duty) take turns calling me every 20 minutes. And I tell the receptionists over and over, Put him/her to my voicemail. So I have 63 voicemails right now and I DON'T CARE! It's kind of liberating.
Also, one of my cases got dismissed over the weekend, but that wasn't my fault either, so I don't care about that.
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I hear ya on not wanting to be at work! I'm 25 weeks along and I can barely get thru the day. Either I'm really tired or just in another world! Pregnancy brain, it does exist...
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