The frustrating thing about morning sickness is that just when you think it's getting better, it turns around on you. I had a couple of good days this week. I even managed to make myself some Hamburger Helper Cheeseburger Mac. Then today I gagged both times I tried to take my vitamins.
Today has been a mixed bag. I woke up this morning at 8:00 (I went to sleep at about 3:30am - I'm a night owl, what can I say?) , and I couldn't get back to sleep until I checked for an email from Collin and had a bowl of cereal. I don't want to sound all Sarah Smileyee, but there are some mornings when I can't sleep until I know that he's okay, and no one's going to knock on my door and destroy my life. I probably wouldn't even think of these things if there weren't all these dramatic Navy wives going around describing the scene in detail. Even if you're talking about an event that actually happened, you should be careful how you spread those negative thoughts around.
Then I received one of my weekly updates on what is going on in my uterus, and the picture looks like a baby. It actually is looking like a baby. Well, that made me all weepy. I guess I should get it out of my system before the ultrasound because I don't like to cry in front of strangers, especially by myself.
Here are some things that make my day better:
Flowers from my nephews.
And fluffy slippers from Jon and Leslie.