I feel very fortunate lately. My hubby is still kind of a kid, even though he's turning 40 this year. But lately he has been amazing! This early part of pregnancy is making me absolutely miserable and yesterday was no exception. It was all I could do to get up off the couch (where I have my laptop strategically balanced so I can work) all day.
He scrubbed the kitchen floor, did all the dishes, cleaned off the counters, did several loads of laundry, vacuumed, swept the front porch, and then after all that he went and ran errands for me - picking up my prescription, adjusting my tire pressure, and stopping at Walgreens for more Unisom (probably the only thing keeping me from hurling daily).
He has been just incredible lately. I feel horrible because I literally cannot do anything. This morning I was just walking to the close the back door and starting gagging. No reason. So I had to make my way to the kitchen sink where I retched for several minutes. My sweet Timber Wolf trying to nudge me and find out what was wrong. He's such a wonderful dog.
Being pregnant SUCKS! I'm 13 weeks tomorrow and this nausea had better start going away. Seriously. This kid is SO going to be grounded when he pops out.