That would be great, but unfortunately it doesn't work that way...

Unless of course, you even think about brushing your teeth and then morning sickness was all over the place.

That would be fabulous, no?

I imagine if we could do that, when I get knocked up, I would walk past the annoying ex-wife's house A LOT.

I'm with ya, sister.

And really, what could they say? You're pregnant, after all!

Yeah, that was me. Not so much fun.

Funny story: when I was newly pregnant with #1, the people in the apartment above ours liked to grill out on their patio, using charcoal briquettes. I would spend most of the weekends in the bathroom because I couldn't take the smell of the charcoal. My husband ended up begging them to stop because I couldn't eat. I *still* get queasy when I smell charcoal, nearly 10 years later. That's why we have a gas grill!

vomit at will? lol I might not be able to control myself, if I could perform such a trick - lots of people make me sick! I've been meaning to say that I'm sorry about your Popa's health, but I was so stunned to hear the news released. I had always wondered who it had been, close to you with cancer among the family ranks. I have to also say I admire your candor and your spirit though. You Popa's in good hands, I'm sure.

OMG, when preggers with number one the smell of hot dogs made me vomit in less than 2 seconds.
At that time, on worked on a golf course at a little snack shack thingy, and we served hot dogs.
Each day I unlocked the door to start the day, I made a nice little deposit on the side of my little shack. Good Times!!

(I did cover it up with dirt, ya know, since it was a private country club I didnt think the members would like to see vomit before getting their dog groove on)

This was an interesting story, I like that it included a lot of the familial history.

I myself have mixed feelings about religion, good and bad.

I think religion is separate from spirituality, though for some people they are bound together.

On both the spiritual and religious counts, I think of myself as agnostic. Not militant agnostic (I don't know and you don't either)

Just agnostic agnostic (I don't know and I don't know if you know. And I'm curious about the whole thing, but it's ok with me that I don't know.)

oops, I meant to post that comment on the religion post.

Back in the day the president of the company I worked for would walk back in forth in front of my desk smoking cigars after lunch. It didn't bother me until I was pregnant. One day he walked by with his wife and she saw my gagging and greenness and yelled at him right there! Really cool! Now I know that I could have eaten foods with ginger added to help the morning sickness--but back then I was clueless. Hope I did alright here, it is my first blog posting...