premise: Dear Bunlet , This week I am not sure whether you are a girl or a boy . I had originally thought you were a girl ( and I guess ... technically for a while you are ) but this week I was n't so sure . I thought we were out of the woods when it came to morning sickness . Toward the end of the week , you proved me wrong and either jacked up enough hormones for me to get sick some more , or you just thought it 'd be funny . Why am I getting sick in the morning ?
hypothesis: I am in the first trimester of pregnancy .