I never had morning sickness with Josh, and frankly, I probably gloated about it. So, it’s not too surprising that I brought this on myself:

I might just die.

I can has sick and barfy and dry heave-y. Damn having to go to work! By the way, ginger tea is not that terrible, until it steeps for a long time and becomes a spiced hot lava that you have to drink to keep from puking. It’s a joy!