Cried my face off tonight. Hard barfs again, worse than the normal nausea barfs. Example: nose bleed, wet your pants, barf out the nose, can't breathe... it's humiliating and I'm ready for this to be over.
It's mentally, emotionally, and physically exhausting to feel like this will never end - at least any time soon - and nothing fixes it.
I'm starting a countdown. Baby can come in 28 weeks. (196 days)
I feel bad for Conrad who is helpless watching me throw up and cry. He let me ugly cry in his arms. Pats my back while I throw up. Asks if he can get me anything. I appreciate that.
I know this won't last forever but 28 weeks feels like forever away.
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