Today I am 7 weeks pregnant, and I am eternally grateful for my cubicle's proximity to the bathroom. Whenever I start thinking, "Gee, I don't feel pregnant," I receive a gentle reminder, like an unexpected jag of crying and vomiting (thankfully, alone) in the bathroom at work and then topping it all off with a bloody nose.
At least it's Friday, I guess.
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