Things that I am terrified to eat due to an unwelcome "chain of reactions" that involved a lot of sickness, lack of sleep and the dreaded conversation with the toilet:
We currently have an out-of-town house-guest visiting our church and poor guy had to find out with me that grapes are not mine or the baby's thing right now. Last night was one of the worst cases of night-time sickness I've had yet. It was to the point of just crying while propping my head on the toilet. It took every ounce of energy just to blink!
Now, you might be wondering why I'm broadcasting this lovely experience on our blog. Our blog is more like a newsletter or a group email. The map above will show you where my closet friends and grandmothers of Baby Fekkes currently reside. I, however, am that big state in the middle. At least 1,200 miles separates me in any direction from the comfort of a best friend who would join me in lamenting the sickness, but celebrating our growing baby at the same time. I can only imagine how many double-stuffed oreos I would have consumed by now. How many cups of decaff Chai Tea. The quantity of Brooklyn Pizza or biscuits and gravy that I would have marveled in. But, sadly enough, those are all "could-have-beens."
So, sweet friends of mine, if you were closer, you would probably have been enlisted to:
Hold my hair back when I'm sick.
Do the grocery run and cook a couple of meals because I can't handle either of those things.
Go on hashbrown runs with me.
Take the dogs for a walk when I can't move.
Shop for maternity clothes and add elastic bands to my current clothing.
Watch videos of natural birth on youtube.
Frozen Yogurt runs.
Pool time because its so freaking hot here!
Paint the nursery.
Shop for baby furniture.
Watch endless episodes of Friends, Planet Earth and Disney movies.
Begin Nesting and deep cleaning.
Deal with the ever changing emotions of me - which involve: joy, hysterical laughter, boughts of blue, sporadic tantrums, crankiness and so on.
If any of the above sound appealing to you, please book your flight now. The guest room is ready and so are Derek and I! He needs a babysitter for me so he can have some man time that does not involve estrogen or sympathy pains. (By the way, he's doing an amazing job!) Airport to fly into: Midland-Odessa International. Come before July 23!
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