Riddle: What's worse than puking your brains out on a Friday night because you're totally and completely drunk?
Answer: Puking your brains out on a Friday night because you're not drunk.
I thought I was turning the corner on this morning sickness stuff, but apparently not.
You know that phrase, "Misery loves company"? I woke my husband up in the middle of the night so he could rub my back while I threw up. Then I made him promise me that the baby would love me more than him, because really, it's only fair.