In my case, the morning part was somewhat insignificant as it really was ALL DAY SICKNESS!! The smell of meat, the smell of cheese, quite frankly the smell of anything including the smell of my husband made me want to vomit. The sight of big meals, and cooking programmes did it too. But I was lucky in one respect. My all day sickness lasted only a fortnight. I'd felt nauseaus for a few weeks before I actually took the test and for the next two weeks I vomited anything between 3 and 10 times a day.
Working full time made this interesting to say the least. It was impossible to keep anything down and impossible to smile, serve and sell to customers.
The amount of toilet hugging I was doing combined with the buckets of tears I was filling pretty much sent my husband into a panic of fear. I've never seen him so eager to rub my feet or make me a cup of tea. I'm glad I went through it though, it gave me a sense of assurance that something was going on inside me. It solidified the blue line I'd seen.
I've got to be greatfull, I know women that are vomiting still in their second trimester and for me the worst thing about it all is that I'll never enjoy a ginger biscuit again!
-Mamma Pea x

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