So, I wrote a couple of posts, back when my wife was pregnant and no one knew. I saved them, so that I could post them once we told the world about our "little miracle." (I'm debating trying to sound as weird about this pregnancy as possible...)
Let me set the scene. I was flossing my teeth, she was taking a bath. She leaned forward to grab the shampoo and started gagging. She had gagged before, so I wasn't too worried. I asked if she was going to be okay, and if she needed to use the toilet. She looked worried, so I lifted the seat and continued flossing. She gagged a few more times and looked VERY panicked, so I walked to her and helped her span the bathtub, feet bracing against the back of it, and head heaving up the Sonic chili cheese tots we ate for dinner. I held her hair and thanked God that watching people throw up doesn't make me throw up. What a nice moment. This was on the very first day of the eighth week.
To be honest, she hasn't felt very good since. I often think she's mad at me, or frustrated, or something, so I ask, but she just answer that she feels sick. They say this should subside here in the second trimester, but things aren't looking much better. I even got her preggi pops, which seem to help a little, but not enough to make her feel totally better. Pray for me would ya?