It's really early in the morning. I didn't wake up feeling like P. Diddy or brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack either.
I did however wake up to some of the worst cramping I've ever had. I typically try to sound all tough but it hurt so much I wanted to cry.
I'm not sure if it was the cramping or if morning sickness is really moving it's way into my life but I tossed my cookies this morning! YAY! It makes it seem real. How sad is it that I'm happy I got sick.
I also remembered why I don't drink copious amounts of alcohol when not pregnant. When I get sick, I wake up the entire house. I sound like a dying dinosaur, for real ya'll.
Zach was so great. He got me the bucket, water, crackers, and tylenol. He then proceeded to help me get comfy on the couch with the heating pad, bucket, gatorade and all other necessities for his sick little wife.
Love you honey! You're the best!
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And every one of those trips (bucket, water, toilet paper, Tylenol, crackers) was a separate trip of getting out of bed, getting said items, laying down, repeat. I just laid there knowing the dinosaur was coming. The worst part is knowing there isn't a lot I can do besides get what Amanda asks of me, and try not to complain about not sleeping in until 6:30a.
YEA!!! SOO HAPPY FOR YOU BOTH! CONGRATS!
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