The First Puke

... Occurred this morning.

I was getting ready to blow dry my hair when the signal went out. I grabbed a ponytail elastic to gather my hair back, lifted the lid to the toilet, and proceeded to sing praise to the porcelain.

It wasn't much and I felt better immediately.

Once in the car on the way to work, I got hungry so I stopped at McDonalds and enjoyed a sausage biscuit with egg and hash browns. Here's hoping that doesn't come back later.

I tell myself that this means baby is good. It's the only solace, really.