This weekend I spent most of my time sleeping. I wake up early, take Bailey for his walk, and then when I get home and eat breakfast I'm ready for a nap. No kidding. During the week of course I can't nap in the morning. I have to get ready for work. But on the weekends I just indulge myself and sleep. So I napped after breakfast. And then again in the afternoon. I did this on Saturday and Sunday.
But this morning I stayed in partly because the nausea is really bad, and partly because I wanted to watch the inauguration. Now the inauguration is done, but I'm still feeling gross. And I have a lunch date with my friend Beth. So I better rally and try to get into work. I've got some ginger candy to munch on. I hope that helps.
One last thought. So it seems that I keep referring to our baby as a boy. K keeps on referring to the baby as a girl and keeps throwing out girl names. I really have no feeling whatsoever about the sex, but I guess subconsciously I think it is a boy. My brother is hoping that it is a boy because he just found out that his child that is due in May is a boy and he has all these plans to form this mini-football team. Too cute. Of course little girls can play football too. So it doesn't matter. Boy or Girl. We are thrilled.