When everything is nauseating

If you're wondering why such title, read the previous post. I ain't gonna repeat it again. I warn you, don't mess with an irritable, nauseated pregnant woman.

While every smell is nauseating and every food can't make its way into my tummy without making me feeling like throwing up, Agastya has been a very good boy. He's started speaking and copying more words. He even tried to give me massages once in a while (Nagi only had to do it once for Aga to know I liked it). Didn't give any effect but the attention made my eyes brimmed with happy tears. He doesn't stomp on his feet demanding to get out of the house like before, as I don't have that much energy in me either. He sleeps well, eats well. He could play by himself next to me while I'm lying down feeling like stomach's inside out. His toilet training is also doing very well. He signals me when he wants to piss or poo. Bless him. I know he enjoyed his outings so I do try to take him out at least every other day. You wouldn't believe how many times I've praised him 'Good boy!'

Been surviving on Visali's cooking this week. I can't cook, oh the smell. I have to cook for Agastya, that's about my limit for a day. I can't cook anymore for myself. Visali's food somehow are not that nauseating, so I've asked her to cook more for me so I could freeze them. All I have to do it warm them up. Oh, the smell of freshly boiled rice is still very very nauseating. Bless her too.