Never skip a meal during pregnancy.
Neither Kev nor I were all that hungry upon returning from Syracuse last night. So... we skipped dinner. I ate Pirate's Booty on the drive home and I think that's why I wasn't hungry then.
But when I was awakened at 3:50 this morning with pretty intense nausea I learned my lesson. Still not morning sickness, per se, but... I did not skip dinner tonight. (And yes, now there are crackers by the bed. Ginger snaps sound glorious, but as I'm avoiding sugar... probably not an option.)
I wrote my sermon by 8 a.m. though. That was nice. Think this pregnancy will turn me into a morning person???