It's not been too bad at all so far, until today when the nausea has kicked in.
It's not what I expected. I expected to be running for the bathroom but it's more like a sort of hung over feeling. Swooshy would be a good word to describe it. Swooshy and flaky.
All I can face to eat is toast or biscuits. I popped to the shop earlier and bought a macaroni cheese thing, hoping I can eat that for lunch. I really just want pasta and dry things at the moment.
The problem is, if it was because I was hung over, then I could be sick and it would stop the nausea, but I dont' think being sick will stop the nausea because I can't exactly get the hormones causing it, out of my system!
Still, I don't want to sound like I'm complaining at all!!!
My boobs have already gone up a size and they hurt constantly! but that's also not the end of the world.
It will totally all be worth it!