If One More Person tells me that their morning sickness stopped "the minute the first trimester was over"...well, I might be sick. For the record, I have officially entered the fourth month, and I am Not. Feeling. Well. For better or worse, I suspect this isn't actually baby-sickness, but rather a bout of the Crohn's vying for abdominal attention. Tomorrow I see The Specialist, so while there may be no cure for what ails me, at least I'll know what the heck this Pain is all about... In the meantime, I'm avoiding food (vegetable soup was a regrettable error) and have turned instead to the aural sustenance of emotional musicals (tonight's menu: Ragtime, Seussical, Once on This Island) to really get the tears flowing.
Posted by rightmoon at August 8, 2005 09:30 PMOh...that Act One closer of Ragtime still kills me. Nothing better than hearing a great African-American singer wail to the heavens. But don't forget Miss Saigon- we Asians can do it too. And better yet, it's all about what a mother will sacrifice for her child.
Posted by: Brian at August 8, 2005 10:50 PMMedical info:your pregnant.Everybody's pregnancy is different.Call your OBGYN for information.Music info,listen to Janis Joplin.
Posted by: genghisjon at August 9, 2005 05:15 PMHey - sorry you're feeling under the weather. I hope your shows went ok, too. I've been snowed under in a ton of rehearsals, etc, but I hope to see you perform in the near future!
*hugs*
Posted by: Fel at August 12, 2005 11:32 AM