So, what’s the best cure for morning sickness/all-day relentless nausea likely brought on by persistent exhaustion, toddler-wrangling, and a plate full of late night croissants that seemed like a good idea at the time?
A sick day from work, a big empty house (even the dog’s not here!) and a giant bowl of vanilla ice cream. That’ll cure what ails ya. I slept for the whole morning, woke up in time to watch The View, ate lunch, and now I’m going to go right back to bed for the afternoon. Just so I can say I didn’t waste the day.
Oh, and I may or may not have eaten three or more additional croissants before the bowl of vanilla-y goodness. Don’t judge me. If you were left home alone with a bag full of delicious, buttery croissants and a mean, pregnancy-induced hunger, you’d eat more of the exact thing that may of may not have made you sick in the first place.