This was the week that I was finalllly able to tell people the big secret. It's good to get it out there, specially with work so I'm not hiding out in the bushes being sick in private. It also means that I don't have to pretend my jeans still fit me - whilst sitting with them completely undone at my desk. What this means is I can usher in the era of Stretchy Pants!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It was a very hard secret to keep. Specially when you're spewing on people and their dogs. I had a shoot which involved lots of driving around location scouting, and I was having a major case of motion sickness. I was stuck in the back of the car whilst the director and producer were in the front seat, with the directors dog jumping all over me in the backseat, when all of a sudden a giant burp of spew came out and landed on the dog's head.
Well, you don't want to be that person who just casually spews on someone's dog and pretends everything is normal. So I had to tell them. It made the job a lot easier let me tell you. You don't have to do anything when you're pregnant. "Can you help me move that washing machine" "nope".
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