I woke up in the middle of the night two nights ago to a horrible urge - not the typical kind of pregnant urge one might expect, like a snack for ice cream or pickles. Rather, a kind of deep, urgent, violent urge that said, "Get to the bathroom NOW!" I was up all night, not able to keep anything down. Without getting into excessive detail, it was the WORST flu (or gastrointestinal virus, if you want to be more precise) I have ever had. Luckily yesterday was my day off, but all day I could barely move. Everything ached, my head hurt, I was dehydrated, etc. I kept drinking water, forcing crackers, but nothing would stick with me. And even more so than the flu, the worst was being barely available for Bennett - all while being pregnant! Poor Bennett was so confused... he would follow me to the bathroom, stand over me while my head was in the toilet and laugh. I guess I preferred this over him crying; it had to have been a confusing thing for him! I have barely been sick in the l...