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ME: Well, that concludes Week Twelve of the pregnancy. We should start keeping food down easier and feeling better any day now.
MYSELF: We're never going to get better.
ME: What are you talking about? Of course we're going to get better.
MYSELF: Nope. We will always be sick. We've always been sick.
ME: Don't be dramatic.
MYSELF: This is the only existence we've ever known. Queasiness and puking and hating food. Always.
ME: You are being ridiculous, it's only be three months.
MYSELF: Aaaaalways. It will never change. Woe is us.
ME: Please be quiet, you're making the stomach worse.
MYSELF: Wooooe is us!!
ME: If I give you another lemonhead will you shut up?
MYSELF: Two more.
ME: You've had, like, fifty today.
MYSELF: They make the stomach feel better.
ME: I think there's a hole in the roof of our mouth.
MYSELF: Two more, and I'll be quiet, plus I'll drink an extra glass of water.
ME: *sigh* Fine. I really don't know how I'm going to explain this to the dentist next month.
MYSELF: Probably the same way you'll explain how I'm not brushing our back teeth anymore.
ME: What?
MYSELF: Gag reflex is on high alert, it's too hard.
ME: *facepalm*
MYSELF: Can I have those lemonheads, now?
MYSELF: We're never going to get better.
ME: What are you talking about? Of course we're going to get better.
MYSELF: Nope. We will always be sick. We've always been sick.
ME: Don't be dramatic.
MYSELF: This is the only existence we've ever known. Queasiness and puking and hating food. Always.
ME: You are being ridiculous, it's only be three months.
MYSELF: Aaaaalways. It will never change. Woe is us.
ME: Please be quiet, you're making the stomach worse.
MYSELF: Wooooe is us!!
ME: If I give you another lemonhead will you shut up?
MYSELF: Two more.
ME: You've had, like, fifty today.
MYSELF: They make the stomach feel better.
ME: I think there's a hole in the roof of our mouth.
MYSELF: Two more, and I'll be quiet, plus I'll drink an extra glass of water.
ME: *sigh* Fine. I really don't know how I'm going to explain this to the dentist next month.
MYSELF: Probably the same way you'll explain how I'm not brushing our back teeth anymore.
ME: What?
MYSELF: Gag reflex is on high alert, it's too hard.
ME: *facepalm*
MYSELF: Can I have those lemonheads, now?