Remembering

It is nice to have a blog because I can click back to see what I was experiencing 6 months ago, or a year ago. It is also not nice because it is undeniable evidence that I don't change much. But who does, really?

I checked back to see how I felt when pregnant with G, because it was at the exact same time in 2007. Still sick, still worried about baby. Nothing has changed.

On the homefront, there isn't much to report.

G is a little sickly, which means he wants to cling to me. Given that I don't want to be touched by anyone with a 111-foot pole, this is a problem. But we got through the day somehow.

My romance with spearmint gum has officially run its course, but I discovered Lemonhead candy today, which was the only thing that got me through the grocery without passing out or yakking all over the floor.

Meat tastes awful to me, but Kroger's loaded potato salad was like a fricking slice of heaven for dinner. Jello and strawberries together in a bowl tastes good too.

Tomorrow we are having the family over for N's 5th birthday celebration. It will be a very low-key affair, especially since I will likely be curled up in the fetal position on the couch. My nice SIL (brother's wife) is making N's cake--a Scooby Doo. I was gonna bake the cake and have her help me decorate it, but when making cupcakes nearly made me puke up an organ, I asked her if she would do the whole shebang. You know you are pregnant when the smell of chocolate cupcakes makes you gag and wretch.