I then just felt off, not right, slightly yucky feeling, for the next couple of days. Maybe I'm coming down with an end of summer flu bug? Then my sister-in-law suggested jokingly that I might be pregnant again. The doom kind of music played in my head, you know, the kind you hear in movies, and then it hit me. Yes, I had all the symptoms, and no period. A test confirmed it, I was surprised, happy, and then sick, and so coffee and I began our battle.
(me at about 12 weeks)The smell and sight of it turned my stomach almost as bad as the smell of everything else plus onions (which still turns my stomach). I told Chuck to make his coffee in the basement so I wouldn't have to look at the awful stuff. I thought we (coffee, not Chuck) would never get back together. Then one morning, many many weeks later (at about week 17 of pregnancy) it happened. I had a small cup and it wasn't that bad, in fact, it was even a little comforting. Since that day our relationship has grown, but I still try not to have more than one cup a day. At 20 weeks now, I finally feel like myself again, just 15 lb. heavier.
Yes, it is nice to have an old friend back in my life.