Yesterday was not.good.
I had my first EVER real battle with morning sickness.
I am almost out of the first trimester.
I shouldn’t be tired. But I am.
I should have energy! But I don’t.
I shouldn’t be feeling like I am about to pass out. But I did.
I shouldn’t think ginger ale is my new favorite drink. But it is.
Everyone thinks it will be a girl. But the jury’s still out on that.
(We’ll find out for sure in about a month.)
But I feel it in my bones…it’s a boy.
Saves me money. I’m cool with that.