Vomit is my kryptonite.

Vomit is my kryptonite.

I'm lucky: there have not been many times in my life that I have vomited.  But I remember all of them.  With horror.  I would rather do just about anything besides throw-up.  I would happily go through my two 24+ hour labors again.   I have a Jerry Seinfeld-esque pride in my "streak."

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