According to the most recent ultrasound, the sea monkey has "knees and elbows, heels and toes" and is looking considerably less shrimp-like and more monkey-like. My energy level is improving - work no longer makes me pass out in the afternoons- but I still dry-heave and vomit during transitions (like walking out the door or leaving the bathroom). Which makes my teacher brain laugh because the "transition" is a four letter word-- its usually the time when even the best group of kids will become unhinged. Teachers spend a ridiculous amount of time and energy training their classes so the dreaded transition goes well. I wish I could do the same with my stomach.
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"ok, stomach, lets walk slowly out the door, and this time keep your cookies down, otherwise, you are choosing to go to the principal's office--"
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I have been tempted to tell the students about my condition and then I am reminded that they are mostly incapable of seeing me as a human being as well as offering any sympathy. So I may as well not waste my breath until I am showing.
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I Didnt even know you were expecting. Ahhh I'm so happy for you. This brought tears to my eyes. So happy for ya Carmen.
i used to dry heave when i entered a climate that was at all cooler than the one i was leaving. belated congrats, btw! can't wait to see the camille/dutch combo!
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