I had planned to celebrate the explorations of Christopher Columbus today whilst dreaming for an extra hour (I had off from school!!). Sadly, the baby had other plans...
Meg woke up at her normal time. She apologized for the light. I rolled over and fell back to sleep with the dogs. Shortly after, she said that she was going to be sick and proceeded to run to the bathroom. She ended up throwing up twice.
I can't believe it...first Thursday and now this. I know people say that bad morning sickness means the baby is healthy, but I'm waiting for the day that Meg explodes and tells me to stop reminding her while her head is in the toilet. It's going to happen...lol
So, anyway...as the day progressed, Meg had her ups and downs. I took her to the grocery store to pick out something to eat. She got really upset because an old man asked her to move. It practically sent her into tears!
Allow me to paint you a picture of our ride home...We're talking. Meg's eating a banana. Suddenly, she gets a pouty face and says, "I don't know why I'm crying." I couldn't help, but laugh. Seriously?!?!?
Christopher Columbus once said, "You can never cross the ocean unless you have the courage to lose sight of the shore." Such a wise man...if only he would have written a pregnancy hormone survival guide..
I need sensitivity training!