Pregnancy - First Trimester

Friday night Brian bought some rotisserie chicken at the deli at Wal-Mart and from the moment he put it into the cart I felt like vomiting. We got home, he ate it at the kitchen table but I couldn't stick around too long and left, I returned to the kitchen, but vomited when I smelled the bones in the trash, then again when I opened the fridge, and the last straw was when I smelled it on Brian's breath when he kissed me.... (Brian found that part absolutely hilarious, which of course made me cry because I am so emotional lately.) It has definitely been interesting.