Food Is Not My Friend

This past weekend I hit the "morning sickness" phase.  I've been continually nauseated until I threw up on my way to work this morning.  I literally had to pull off the road as fast as I could and threw up in the first container I could find in my car (a plastic grocery sac).  It felt good to throw up and my stomach was at ease for the next couple of hours after that... but now... its dinner time... and my husband is on his way home.  I was supposed to be making dinner... but my stomach does not want to enter the kitchen.  I am starving, but so nauseated I can't even think about food.  Does that even make sense?