Boxing Day started off rubbish. I had been up since around 4am being sick. I was struggling to keep everything down. Even sipping water, within around 20 minutes I would be throwing it back up again. I tried my hardest to stomach some toast, but it wasn’t happening. By 8am I had a message from Damian, he was really trying to make things right, but it was hard to tell if it was for my benefit or the baby.‘Good morning, gorgeous. If you need anything at all let me know.’I had also received a few messages from Cleo later the night before, but I had already gone to sleep when they had come through. I waited until a reasonable hour to respond. By 10am Cleo was knocking on my door. I had told her how sick I was, and she brought some homemade soup around.“It’s a nice gesture but I have been unsuccessful in keeping anything down.”“My grandma swears by it, it’s her secret recipe to settle morning sickness. Just give it a go. If this doesn’t work, then at least you can say you have tried an
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