Misery

It's official. I am now vomiting more than I am eating. I can barely hold down water before 6pm. It wasn't this bad with Sarah. I am going to go stay with my mom for 2 weeks and hope that's enough time for it to pass. My child has become feral and lives off anything she can reach from the refrigerator, so I figure she could use a visit to Grandma's as much as I can. I'm hoping it's twins so I don't have to do this again. I'm not sure why this pregnancy is so tough. It could be my weight or my advancing years. Either way, I'm determined to be in much better shape before I decide to get pregnant again.