Friday, November 20, 2009
Okay morning sickness sucks. The worst part is I don't have it in the mornings or at least not only in the mornings. Really what I have is slightly sick mornings, not at all sick afternoons to be capped with dangerously ill evenings. Last night the husband brought home lobster for dinner on the spur of the moment. Seriously, we had surf and turf which I totally could not appreciate. Not to mention that dinner is usually my favorite meal. I mean I like eggs and bacon as much as the next girl but there is no substitute for the smorgasbord which is dinner. Anyway, my husband has been really good about making dinner himself lately mostly cause he doesn't want to hear me gagging all over his dinner. This still leaves the whole get the boys to bed disaster to be dealt with. Just to let you know, my stomach is not in favor of the whole going up and down the stairs thing after four o'clock. I don't know why I don't remember this from the last two pregnancies. It most be some kind of convenient memory designed to let my husband impregnate me without complaint. I wonder what else I forgot?