My boobs were sore from the day after little sprout got made, and have been since. The most difficult thing to deal with thus far has been the somewhat extreme change in my temperament. Any patience I had before has been drained from me and I feel like I'm a live wire much of the time. It's tough! Couple that with the ease at which I break down into tears, and I'm just a big ol' mess!

Yesterday I threw up for the first time, and have felt queasy on and off since then. I'm nervous to try and eat any breakfast, even though I know it's for the best, since it was looking for food yesterday AM that set me off.
My ravenous hunger has died down, but water has never tasted so good. Following that, I'm also peeing what feels like gallons a day.
All typed out it seems like a lot, but I feel like I'm getting off easier than I prepared for. I guess we'll see!