I thought I'd dodge that bullet good and proper like I did with the other three, but it seems that beanie comes with little waves of queasiness. It started a few days ago and I thought I might have to give up coffee as it seemed to push me over the edge. Don't get me wrong, I don't hurl. (Nothing except too much vodka ever had the power to make me throw up.) But I feel terribly fragile and lose my appetite.
It turns out that the antidote is not ginger tea, lemon essential oil or any of the other tried and tested methods for keeping morning sickness at bay - it's simply to keep on moving. If I'm physically active there is no queasiness. That's Mama Nature's way of making sure I'm strong and healthy methinks.
I love to move. I'm happy when I move. I'm blessed with a great gym and beautiful woodland walks. The only thing missing at the moment is a dance studio. If anyone has one to spare, please get in touch!
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