River
After sleeping for about three hours, I woke up with a bad case of morning sickness. The instant that I sat up I was taking off for the bathroom. I was bent over the commode singing to the porcelain gods when I felt my hair being moved. I knew that it was Marcello behind. Every time I get sick, he's right there with me holding my hair. He's even started to take videos and send them to the guys because they are missing this fun part of the pregnancy. Note the sarcasm.
When I was finally done puking I flushed the commode and then it the lid down and sat down for a minute. After puking for that long I was lightheaded. I sat there with my right hand on my lower belly and the left had a death grip on Marcello's pants. "Are you ok, baby, do you need anything?" "No, I'll be ok, in a minut
