Tomorrow I’m 14 weeks along. I thought things were getting better, but the last week or so I’ve felt like I’m back at week 8- no appetite, exhausted and nauseous. I blame it all on a really crazy and stressful week that started with fainting in a subway station last Wednesday. I crave the oddest things: ranch dressing, corn nuts, turkey sandwiches (except I have to get the store baked turkey), grapes. Sugar, salads and most kinds of meat sound pretty gross to me. Yup, exactly like week 8 except I unbutton my jeans when I get in the car to drive home. I hope things get better soon. I think I need one of these spa treatments below…