It was a super slow start this morning.
I woke up, and the house was empty- everyone was at work and school.
Lottie must have brought Kitty into my room before she left for school,
and while I was sleeping, because she was nestled up to me when I woke up.
I was up all night last night scratching my legs.
I am so uncomfortable, I could die.
I threw up, got in the tub, washed my bloody legs and fingers
from last night's scratching session.
Woof!
Then I went back to bed, knowing I needed to eat something, but
I am so sick of deciding what to eat and then what I want to throw up.
I pray every day that my girls don't get sick while they are pregnant.
I was planning on working in the baby's room since it's still not set up yet.
Christian needs to put her crib together and hang up my super CUTE
Last night, my rocking chair was delivered and
I am super excited about that.
I'm starting to get sick of eating popsicles
and wonder if I'll ever like food again.
