Today I woke up feeling ok!
It was amazing
It was kind of a Christmas miracle!
We went to the studio to get things set up for our Christmas Eve class
tomorrow, when Claire & Jane together
will share the mic.
I am still unsuccessful at taking classes.
All the jumbling around makes the baby and me sick, sick, sick.
I don't even try anymore.
Then I started to get nauseated, and it was time to feed the baby
but deciding where we wanted to go to lunch took WAY TOO LONG
and as we were driving around, I made Christian
pull over so I could throw up in the bushes at the grocery store parking lot with about
a million holiday shoppers watching me.
Everyone in the car tried their best to avoid watching me, too.
Christian got out and held my hair back- like he always does
while I heaved.
At this point, I have no shame.
One more month, one more month, one more month.
I kept saying that to myself.
I just wanted to go home, take off my clothes, and crawl into bed.
