Spaghetti at five in the morning. I had already chugged a protein shake around midnight-one. But for some reason I HAD to have the rest of my leftover spaghetti RIGHT THEN. Nothing else would do. And it was sooooooo tasty. Only a pregnant woman would think spaghetti was a suitable early-morning breakfast... or maybe a drunk.
The nausea is mild today. I think eating through the night helped. Or maybe (cross your fingers) it's fading out. Oh Gracious, that would be nice. Everything has a really metallic taste today, though. That's something that comes and goes really sporadically. Wesley made waffles from scratch this morning, that I'm sure would have tasted divine to a normal human but to me they tasted like he had spiked them with heavy metals. Even tap water tasted like it was just liquefied pennies. Pregnancy is so strange sometimes.
We bought our first 'baby purchase' today. Although, technically, we got it for the dog. Two baby gates to block off the kitchen so Molly can be in the house without us having to worry she is tearing up the rest of the house. It was fun because we looked at things like strollers and playpens while we were hunting for the gates. We also (ok, more me than we, but I digress) checked out other parents to see what gear they were using. One we (yes, we) liked was a double stroller that seemed light-weight, sturdy, and well-designed....
OY! I just looked it up to show you a picture. The price of this basket on wheels? $699.00. ::cough, sputter, gasp:: Oh well. Just for giggles, here's the picture and reviews.
And for my next trick? Nap time.
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