Vomiting, I have never done it so much since I got pregnant with my son, now I always seem to be doing it.  I am twenty one weeks pregnant (*fan girl*) and my midwife tells me that it should stop around 25 weeks if it hasn't stopped yet, I can feel it slowing down (thank goodness). I can travel again, cars are fine, trains are fine to a point (and that point is pukekohe), Bus' are still not fine, I don't dare travel on them after the whole 'getting taken to hospital cause I won't stop being sick thing'. I haven't been on the ferry since before our wedding (wedding was the 12th of march) so I don't know how those travel.
Here's one for it easing up =)

Suddenly talking to myself doesn't seem quite so mental. At the moment I'm lying on my front -well, sorta, I have kind of a lean going on here where I'm not lying on my stomach. I am being kicked, when I felt the first kick of the morning, I paused my eternal Facebooking, and patted my stomach, saying "Good morning, I see your up,".
In a way it is talking to myself, the first sign of insanity, yet in another way, I am talking to my baby so therefore not insane at all.

First things first, my apologies, I have been slack, I got married, moved house, found out the sex of my baby have haven't written about any of it. I swear I will up date regularly from here on in.
So, to get you up to speed, I am twenty weeks pregnant, twenty-one on Thursday. I am still throwing up everyday, though they tell me that should end soon. It is easing up, I can drink water now which is amazing in it's self.  I've put back on two kilograms of the ten I managed to lose while being pregnant.  
I think being a flat where I live alone with just my darling for company helps. Not living with the old crowd definitely helps, I am no longer too terrified to leave my bedroom. Though to be fair our bedroom, living room and kitchen is all the same thing.  So I don't really leave it anyway.
Our overconsumption of hair products, soap and toilet paper has also gone down considerably, proving my suspiciousness that nothing was sacred in that house. We took a 12 days to use one roll of loo paper, where as before we used to use one a day, so thats saving us a tiny bit of money.
In other news I started my antenatal classes yesterday. I was a little sad, all the other women there were 16-18 and looked at me as being too old to connect with them, when I all I really wanted was friends around my age going through the same thing. I don't fit with the young person classes, but I find that the older ladies (excluding my coffee group) also exclude me cause I am young and 'stupid'.
I get more lonely up here everyday. I tend to find myself waiting for my darling to come home so I can have human interaction.