I feel pretty good right now this moment, but the last week was crazy! Right around week 11 it started hardcore with the on-schedule puking. (I'm at twelve weeks, one or two days right now.) Every morning, and at least once every afternoon. Yesterday I puked in a graveyard under gathering storm clouds; that was kind of fun.
It's spring break and instead of catching up on grading and school work, Dh and I have been having one long weekend. We get up at 9 or 10 or even later. Sometimes we watch anime in the morning (our "cartoons"). We don't get around to showering until late afternoon. I went jogging twice this week (!). It's been nice, but I dread next week! I can no longer laze around, and plus I'll have soooo much work to catch up on. Really hoping the nausea eases off at least a bit by then. I have to get my dissertation proposal passed soon. Wish me luck! I have not wanted to look at it for two weeks.
On a side note, it's our second wedding anniversary today. Two years ago during spring break, we eloped to Vegas