This magical day

8w6d. This is the day I started the actual puking in my last pregnancy. Very memorable day. Could keep nothing down until dinner. It was the start of weeks upon weeks of throwing up at least 3 days a week and feeling especially miserable otherwise. The day it all began.
Why am I not surprised then, that after 2 weeks of completely keeping it down, that today is the day I start back up again? I must be manufacturing some very important parts right now. Forget digestion- all energy must be focused on the baby.
After eating, I got immediately weak and very cold. I put “Swim” on the tv for Bren and laid on the bed shivering, under a sheet, a quilt AND a comforter and closed my eyes until the entire movie was over. My mistake was getting up.