Pukey pepper

The weekend isn't starting off too hot... I woke up this morning at about 5am and really needed to pee.  I sat in bed debating for 30 minutes about whether I should leave my warm, cozy oasis and venture to the bathroom or just try and fall back asleep.  I decided that I wasn't going to be able to fall back asleep so I ran to the bathroom, did my business and on the way back, I knew I was in for trouble.  I could feel my stomach churning, the nausea... Then, all of a sudden, gag!  I choke it back, trying to get into that cozy spot in bed, pretending it isn't happening... Gag again, THIS ISN'T HAPPENING!!  And then, acceptance.  I reach over to my nightside table and grab the heavy duty ziplock bag that is sitting there for just these occasions and begin my first puke session in a few days.  I feel bad because I'm probably waking up my husband, but what can I do?  And why don't I run to the bathroom?  Because who wants to stick their head in a toilet???  I already feel nauseous, I don't think putting my head in a toilet is going to help the situation when I can puke neatly into a ziplock while sitting in the comfort of my delicious bed.  I zip up the evidence, come to the kitchen and make a whole foods pop tart (a little treat that the husband picked up for me) along with a glass of milk.  And that's what's going on right now... I'm eating my tart and waiting until I feel well enough to go get a few more hours of sleep.  Welcome to my life!  Oh, and I'm 18 weeks today - Yay!  Every day is one step closer to delivery and meeting my little one.  Apparently the baby is the size of a bell pepper.  Hooray for my little puke inducing pepper!