I felt Ok enough to take Lottie to THE MALL
and school shopping.
I am officially old because I think the
style these days is so stupid.
Also, I've been a little cynical lately.
We took lots of breaks, and at one point, I ate
something from every restaurant at the food court to keep me sane.
But it only made me feel worse.
I am so nauseated, but the constant disgusting taste I have in my mouth is
worst of all, and I'm dead.
Every single post I will write from here until the baby is born will
in one way or another, be me complaining about how sick I am.
And I can't help it.
But I did buy baby Nielson #6 a little sweater.
That made me happy.
