No, not to family or friends (although I am going to visit my parents sans Noah & Jill this weekend).

To my toothbrush.

Ok, that’s a slight exaggeration, BUT all the “yes, but I can still brush my teeth” gloating I’ve been doing this pregnancy is apparently biting me in the ass.

I now have 3 days in a row of getting sick during brushing. While using the toothpaste that was the least offensive during my previous pregnancy. (Tom’s of Maine spearmint gel, and by the way, has that been discontinued? I can’t find it!!!)

Invest in whoever makes that yellow medicine-flavored mouthwash, because if my previous track record is anything to go by, I will be relying on it for 75% of my oral hygiene until mid-September. (Not 100%, because you know you can’t actually stop brushing your teeth. It would be too disgusting. So you try to figure out how much you can brush without puking, and sometimes you just resign yourself to brush.puke.mouthwash.)

Let me leave this on a happier note. Noah says “Happy Valentine’s Day!”

Happy Valentine's Day 2008

(In the interest of honesty, what Noah really said was, “More gummi bear?” With bitter crying when the answer was, “No, it’s time for dinner. More broccoli & chicken!” But as you can see, he got over it.)

So tell me, if you’ve ever been pregnant, what was your funniest or most disgusting symptom? (Or that of your pregnant partner or friend?)