Month 2
"Thou who experiences morning sickness shall eat dry crackers, or puke. Pick your fate."
"Mmmmmmh…" Natara struggled to open her eyes one bright, Saturday morning. Suddenly, abdominal pain hit her like a gunshot. "Unghhh…" she groaned.
Beside her, Mal was quietly watching television with headphones on. He had a box of cream cracker biscuits in his lap and was munching on them, but when he felt Natara rustle in the bed, he swallowed them down. "Morning, sleepyhead…"
Natara held her stomach. "I really don't feel well, Mal…" she groaned again, this time a little bit louder.
Mal shrugged, reached his arm into the box, and pulled out another cracker. "Sorry, Nat." He then reached the arm that was holding the cracker and let it hover above Natara's head. She sat up and gasped.
"What the hell is that?" she grumbled.
Mal put the cracker in his mouth, chewed, and swallowed. "They say you should eat dry crackers when you're experiencing morning sickness. Try it, it might help."
Natara smirked. "Oh yeah? Who said that?"
Reaching behind himself, Mal pulled out the white packet that Dr. Johnson had given them. "Doctor's orders," he tried not to laugh as he handed Natara the papers. Her face turned from angry to angrier.
"Ah hell…" she mumbled under her breath and grabbed a cracker out of the box.
Mal laughed. "I wonder who says that…" he switched the TV channels from ESPN to MommyTV.
Natara looked up from the cracker she was eating. "Huh?"
"Oh, Nat…" Mal just sat back and began to watch the short program on baby food as Natara snacked on dry crackers. "…you amuse me."