Allie’s POV
I was eight weeks gone today and I had my first sign of morning sickness.
My mom had assured me that since it didn’t come at my 5th week, that I may likely not experience any sickness at all. However, I woke up with nausea this morning and have been throwing up since then. Everything was a trigger to me, from the smell of roses to the smell of fried eggs, it was as though the air was polluted and my stomach was unstable. After getting through the worst of the morning, I felt slightly better and weak chewing on a stalk of ginger to help ease nausea.
“Hey babe,” Samuel entered my room, the door was opened.
“Hi,” I said weakly as I managed to wave at him.
“How do you feel?” he rushed immediately to my side as he peered at me with concern “I met mom downstairs and she told
