Constant nausea for me means too much TV/movies for my children and everyone wondering what's for dinner. For some reason, I can get the laundry washed, I just haven't been able to fold and put it away. I now truly have a mountain of clean laundry in my bedroom. I suppose that'll be our closet for awhile.
And, my brain is somewhat inaccessable right now, so it's a bit more difficult to come up with something to blog about. However, I will try to leave you with something funny:
My second daughter has taken to the habit of shouting out the words "ice" and "beans" quite frequently and for no apparent reason. I suppose she likes the sound of them. Anyway, the baby who is barely talking has begun copying his sister. He is often heard in his crib quitely cooing "ice, beans."