Today I've been feeling like absolute garbage which is unfortunate because it's our first shoot day in San Francisco so I'm not in the comfort of our production apartment/office. I tried to pace myself with food but somehow I overdid it or something because after lunch I went ahead and threw up so hard in the motorhome I thought I plugged the toilet.
The little alien of mine though, tried to distract me from the pain by taking a moment out of its busy day in the womb and showed off that it is moving. As I stood talking to its father I got a very pronounced movement. It felt like someone was rubbing me but from the inside. I let out a gasp and I teared up and for a few happy seconds, I forgot how sick I've been feeling.
Holy crap, it was dope.