Ottawa Moms

After eating an entire pot of soup I was sure I would be sick forever. I stayed in bed or on the couch, in a half sleep half ache wearing the same fluffy pink night gown with unwashed hair, (but for some reason shaved legs) that I had put on two nights before.

The highlight of my day was knowing that hubby would be home soon. He took the afternoon off which meant that he might be home before dark. I sent him a message to pick up some truck-stop gingerale because water was starting to taste like puke.

I tried peppermint tea, and it tasted very good and I drank an entire pot. The only problem with drinking a lot of tea at once is you are chained to the bathroom for a couple hours after. At one point I went to the bathroom, then immediatly sneezed, thus peeing myself. How does this happen? Oh I forgot, I am pregnant.

At 4:30 hubby pulled in the driveway, and along with gingerale he had got me flowers. He said the flowers were to make me feel better. I am pretty sure this is the first time he has bought me flowers "out of the blue" in the 10 years we have been together.

Exhausted from my day of sleeping, and hubby nursing a strained back we turned in around 6:30. By 10:00 pm, on one of my many bathroom trips I realized that I had slept, and I didn't feel like death anymore. By 2:00am I felt amazing, Hubby on the otherhand was just getting up to go to work and was hobbling around like a cripple. I told him the flowers worked.

By 7:00am I feel a million times better. Almost good enough to shovel the pile of snow we got last night....almost.