Now look here guys...... speaking as someone who only this morning had to exit my cummuter train one stop early in order to vomit in the relative comfort of the station platform (as opposed to train carriage...) it is simply not on for everyone else to be getting over the morning sickness bit... I now know how GemmityGem must feel when we wax lyrically about hula hoops.
I am still sick as a dog. Keep waking up in the middle of the night and having to go down to make marmite sarnies to stave off the nausea. Saturday was a peach. We had friends over for a barbq and I was fine until 9pm and then I hit a brick wall and had to go to bed. Woke up at 1.30 and had to go downstairs to get food, in my dog-eared dressing gown, wearing naff glasses and with a face like death, walked into all the dinner guests who were all still there, sat round kitchen table with DH chatting and downing the port. What a joy that was 
I have been consoling myself with copious amounts of purchases from ebay and various second-hand maternity dress agencies. Now have a proper doppler for home use, and 5 near-identical little (well big, if you must know) black numbers.
Also on the plus side, my auto-pilot reaction to certain family frictions (ie au-pair tears/illness/hystrionics over latest heartbreak) has resulted in my near-miraculous discovery that I can still enjoy a chilled glass of chardonnay... 
Think I will need the wine though, DH has applied for a job in Australia, starting July. Best not mention it to my mother just yet.....