Ah, I’m finally doing a puke comic. I knew I’d find something funny about it. This really happened, by the way. When my son first got sick, I was feeling a little queasy. I spent an entire day thisclose to buying a pregnancy test because I was convinced our birth control failed.
We’re obviously not trying for a second child at the moment, but honestly, if I did get accidentally pregnant, I’d be happy about it. But I was not happy about my son getting sick. And then I got the full-blown version the following week, and I wasn’t happy about that either.