This is just a short one...linking Part 1 to part 3. Hoping to get part 3 posted tomorrow.
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A few weeks after our return from Phuket we were off again for the Chinese New Year holiday. Next up on our tour around Southeast Asia was Cebu Island, The Philippines. As an added bonus, we still had our tan lines from Thailand.
We scrambled around the apartment trying to get out the door for the airport when a random wave of nausea hit me. Rob and the kids were already in the elevator when I disappeared into the bathroom and threw up.
Weird.
“Jennifer, where’d you go…we’re gonna miss our flight!” I heard Rob shout from the foyer.
I reappeared, wiping my mouth with some toilet paper, but before I could say anything, I turned around and ran back to the bathroom. Rob appeared in the doorway and said, “What’s wrong with you? Are you sick?”
“I don’t know. One minute I was fine and the next I was buckled over the toilet dry heaving…like…” I stopped myself from even saying my thoughts aloud.
“Like what?”
“Like that hollow, hungry feeling of morning sickness.”
“Really?” Rob perked up. “It is possible, you know.”
“No. One time. One fallopian tube. Two kids already.”
“We one-timed Grace and Willy with one fallopian tube.” He beamed like he was some kind of sperm super-hero.
“Bite your tongue,” I said. I gave him the finger with one hand while he grabbed the other and hoisted me up.
“Come on, Honey…you’re the one who…”
“Bite your tongue,” I snapped this time. The joke was over. I did not want to be pregnant. I did not want a third child.
“Seriously, it was your idea.”
“I was drunk…we were all high on Thailand. Now I’m sober and I changed my mind.” I rinsed my mouth out with some water. “Jesus…I hate this feeling…”
“Yeah but…we’re going to be high on the Philippines in a few short hours.”
“Not if you don’t shut up…We’re going to miss our flight.”
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Spoiler: I am going to omit the next part of the story for now...I have a miscarriage on the way to the Philippines and I'm not quite sure how to handle the writing of it. So...I'm skipping it for now and will just get back to the silliness of Rob (a.k.a. Bruce Willis) being stalked around the resort.
