I tried to get him to balance it on his head, and he explained to me that disemboweling came more naturally.
And in spite of myself, I had to agree with his point that disembowelment was more symbolically suited to my blogging voice than namby-pamby head balancing anyway.
I’m about six weeks along. And before you ask, yes: I had been planning on not writing about this until things were “safer,” or at least until I had an ultrasound. But not talking about it is difficult for me, particularly whilst doing things like eating a dozen deviled eggs (I hate eggs) and subsequently vomiting them up. So, welcome to the roller coaster ride, kids! If things go well, we’ve got about 34 more weeks of this crap.