At a little over six months pregnant, I thought the nausea thing was supposed to be behind me. Well, it’s back with full force. Been that way for the past week. Plus, my cravings have evolved (first it was meat [particularly beef] and now it’s peanut butter and spaghetti). All this and I still feel no kicking from the baby.
In other news, D and I found out that we will be moving, again (this time for his job), as early as March. Thankfully, it’ll be after the birth of the baby. Did I mention that I hate moving?