I'm back at work today, though my stomach is still a little iffy. I called the nurse last week and got some tips and tricks, some of which work and some of which seem to make little difference. I'm still rather wishing I could be home resting and relaxing and taking it easy on my stomach, but then I kind of feel guilty for not being there when I'm supposed to be there. What I really need to do is sit down with them and talk about when I'm actually leaving this job. I think knowing that will help. Probably not with the nausea, but it may help my motivation, perhaps.
In good news, Beowulf is almost done with training, and will be home soon. Yay! I think I've been missing his hugs more than anything else, with how sick I've been, but it was nice to hear his voice the other morning when he got to call, after not hearing from him for 3 or so weeks. And he's so happy about this baby - as happy as I am. He was nervous at first (we tried so long and had friends who have had trouble and/or miscarriages, so he didn't want to get his hopes up), but now that it looks like everything's going fine, I can hear his excitement and enthusiasm every time he talks about it. I love my husband so much.
UPDATE: I talked to one of my bosses this afternoon. It looks like I'm only going to be here for another couple of weeks. Not even through the end of the month. Yay for finally having an end date to look forward to.