Hard and wonderful.

Morning sickness is hard.  Having a cold stinks.  Getting a stomach flu is horrible.  Your five year old getting it...sad.  The 19 month old getting it, crying for hours and puking all over you...there really are no words. 

But when it's over you get to enjoy a sweet girl singing a song for you that she tells you is her favorite.  The sun comes back out and she plays for hours with the little boy across the street. ( and throws a huge tantrum leaving, ah well ).  You get to play catch with the little guy and tag/ race around the car.  Icing on the cake, morning sickness is almost gone.