Uggggh. I should not have complained about not feeling pregnant.
Now that I am nearly a fully completed 6 weeks pregnant, my fatigue and queasiness have kicked in full throttle. I can hardly stand the smell of Miles's cloth diapers. It reduces me to gagging any time I am within 10 feet of his diaper pail (or diaper laundry bag, this week).
I walked into the campus apartment where we are living in this week about 30 minutes ago and it nearly knocked me over. I don't think a 'normal' person would smell it so intensely, but I sure did. So I rinsed all of his wet diapers in the tub to hopefully get rid of the ammonia reek until I can properly wash them.
I might have to go on a cloth hiatus. *shudders* I can't get the smell out of my nose.
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