This occured on November 17, and we're past the first trimester, so I can share.
My wife has always had trouble taking her pills, even when not pregnant, but tonight was especially difficult. I could hear her gagging (definatly not out of the ordinary), and after about the third gag I asked if she was okay. She answered tha she was.
A little while later, she calls and asks if I can turn off the light, which is on a wall that is in the kitchen, but the switch is technically in the living room. I asked, "In the kitchen?" She said yes. So, I complied, and after doing so, I walked into the kitchen and saw my pregnant wife, clad in her blue pajamas, lying on the tile floor, holding a popcorn bucket between her legs. I asked if she felt sick, and she said yes and that this position was helping her. I told her we could not use that bucket later if she threw up in it, she agreed, and I brought the bucket we had set aside for puking. She laid there for a good ten minutes, wishing she could get up, eat her ice cream, and drink the rest of her water. All I could do was laugh, and she did the same. Being pregnant is so much fun... for the dad. :)