So imagine my horror when I felt nauseous on the night dar is attending dinner with his friends. I brushed it off, thinking maybe I was just tired and needed some sleep. Alas, it was not to be, and I actually vomited twice, locking myself in the toilet, and asking Kae to help keep an eye on Kerri. I had no choice but to ask dar to cut short his dinner and head home.
I am so thankful that I did not experience any nauseous vomiting when I was pregnant with the 2 girls. I hate vomiting!
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