My absence

No excuses, just the truth. I haven't felt sane enough to write. For the past 7 weeks or so, I've been plagued by blinding nausea, though for a very good reason. We've found that I'm expecting our second baby. We've just reached week 12 and the nausea is not showing signs of abating. Every night, I hope I wake up in the morning to find the nausea has gone and each morning, I wake up disappointed. Then I look at baby Vader still sleeping beside me, and somewhere within, I know it's worth it, even though every inch of my body screams for the nausea to stop. 

As I'm writing this, my tummy's churning and my dinner's rising up my throat again...... somehow staring at the screen gives me a splitting headache....  just leaving a recent picture of baby Vader.