Mommie feels slightly better today. How can she not, after being given 5 MCs in a row.

She doesn't remember herself taking so many days off work, officially, like this, for a long time.

It's a good break, to be doing nothing but sleeping, eating, medicating, eating, drinking, peeing, burping, sleeping, eating, burping, medicating, farting, burping, peeing, drinking, peeing, burping, sleeping, burping, sleeping, eating, and eating and eating, and then sleeping again.

Sounds good? Nah! It's definitely not.

Mommie doesnt want to feel giddy all day long. She also doesn't want to feel so terrible. And the worst is, she keeps thinking about nothing but chicken wings, bbq chix wings, drumsticks, chicken rice and roast chicken all day.

Yes, that's what she's been thinking of all day. Other than that, she's been not feeling well, but trying her best to survive.

It's definitely not easy to be expecting. But mommie will hang in there, while she watches her waist grow bigger, and bigger. *gulps*