Right, I'll kick things off.
I'm 9 weeks in and hating every second of it. Vomiting a lot more than last time. This time I have a very sweet but very energetic toddler to entertain, which really helps with my fatigue
. Everything smells disgusting. The fumes of downstairs' cooking are wafting up into my living room and though I know objectively they are cooking something delicious, to me it smells as rancid as a putrefying carcass. I'm constantly forced to eat food I don't want so that I won't be sick. I think I might weep if I have to eat another piece of dry toast. I'll certainly cry if one more person suggests I try ginger. Everybody I know suddenly has foul breath. And I know that even when this ends, I'm going to have spots, thrush, swollen fat sausage legs, kidney pain, leg cramps and a small human kicking me in the fanny from the inside out at 3am.
Ahhhh I feel better! Anybody else want to join in?