Babies Make Me Sick
I haven’t blogged in a while, because I got hit hard with morning sickness while we were still in Columbia and it hasn’t stopped. I’ve had stuff to blog about, but it’s hard to stay upright long enough to sit at the computer and blog. Right now, it’s five p.m. and I’m sitting in my pajamas with a trash can between my knees.
Here’s a few quick updates:
- We made it home from SC on Thursday. We came home a day early because I was so sick. It took me two extra hours to get home, because I had to pull over so much to puke. The first stop found me hanging out of the door of my van, throwing up in the parking lot, while a truck driver sat in his bread truck and watched. Fun times.
- I had an ultrasound Monday at Choices (the crisis pregnancy center where I volunteer), and the baby looked good. We got to see the heartbeat. It was a big relief to me to see that.
- My little brother, Luke, that I mentioned was so sick and then didn’t say how he was now…is fine. He had Rocky Mountain Spotted fever. He’s feeling much better now.
- My kids just came in from playing outside. Sweaty little kids make me want to puke. Apparently, all of my babies make me sick.
So, that’s all of my updates for now. Pray for me if you think of it, because I am so siiiiiick. (I mean every one of those i’s, too.)
