Today was the first time we saw Meg's parents (since telling them about the pregnancy). Meg and I were both a little apprehensive as we had not heard from her dad.
Meg's parents met us at the door, but Meg had to run in to get a banana (she was feeling a little queasy). With a chunk of banana in her mouth, she kissed her dad and said, "hi." Her dad hugged her and said congratulations. Before we could sit down her mom asked if we were having a boy or girl. Meg laughed and said it is too soon to tell. Clearly they were excited.
We played a card game called 5 crowns...I annihilated everyone!!! (I can say this proudly because I always lose!) Meg's parents asked questions randomly. Meg thought it was a little awkward, but I found it comforting to finally have an open conversation with them.
We went to dinner at whole foods. There we discovered that Meg's dad's family has a history of twins...lol, go figure...if we are meant to have twins, then so be it.
The ride home was awful. Not only were there torrential downpours, but Meg felt really sick. She thought she was going to throw up (she burped and a little came up...gross, right?!) but she also said she might need to stop and use the bathroom. I had her sip on ginger ale and tried to distract her.
When we got home Meg ran right into the bathroom. Apparently pregnancy makes you feel like you're going to have diarrhea, but when you try, you can't. How horrible is that?!?!
Meg put on pajamas and curled up on the couch. She munched on a plain, dry bagel and finished the ginger ale. She watched a little bit of Independence Day before asking if we could go upstairs.
So yea, it's 7:15 and Meg's going to bed...