Panic at the porcelain

Whoever coined the term ‘morning sickness’ should be shot, and if they’re already dead, they should be brought up from the grave and kicked multiple times in the shins, no wait, in the gut! (Note: I’m pretty sure thumb-sucking alien baby can’t read my mind, so I’m good to write these toxic words…) My so-called morning sickness has been more like all day and all night sickness. I wake up in the morning and feel like I’m going to hurl; I drive to work, forced to roll the windows down in the dead cold morning air, and feel like I’m going to hurl; I sit at my desk, conduct interviews, stand at rallies and press conferences, and feel like I’m going to hurl; I go home, and feel like I’m going to hurl; I wake up in the middle of the night, and yep, I feel like I’m going to …

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