Chris left for a two month trip to Baghdad. Three weeks after he left, we were talking on the webcam and I showed him a pregnancy test with two distinct pink lines. I spent the next eight weeks exuberantly nauseated. The best/worst part was, all I could stomach was salty carbs and processed meats. As a result, our baby is made of Cheddar Ruffles and Subway sandwiches.
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