P.S. Needless to say, I decided to skip the sandwich. Now I’m sitting up in bed, hungry, nauseas, and grumpy. Yay for… oh, nevermind. I’ll find something to be cheery about in the morning. Right now I’m just going to fucking wallow. And hope the nausea fades soon enough I can put something in my belly and stop the peanut from shredding my insides as I deprive him of our now-customary 3am snack…
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