Green, my new favorite color!

I've never understood the term "morning sickness"...
No, mornings are always pretty good...
It's the rest of the day that becomes a problem.
I really am not complaining because
each day that I feel that familiar churning
I smile.
Because I know that it means that things are going well.
I listen to the heartbeat every morning to make sure
it is still beating strong.
And I tell myself I am going to get up and get going
and have a busy, productive day...
and then that sickness sets in...
and I lose all desire to even move!
I was pretty sure I didn't hide the fact that I am pregnant
from the kids
because it isn't like me to stay in bed and not cook dinner
but that is pretty much what my life has been for the last 6 weeks.
I understand I am old now...
advanced maternal age and all of that.
But then, I remember feeling this way long before I hit that magical age...
And I am not complaining...
really I am not!
I am overjoyed at the experience.
Except that I am exhausted from it.
I made enchiladas tonight...
only Thayne had to cook the hamburger
because it makes me sick to cook meat.
I decided tonight that for the next few months
I should just become a vegetarian.
Because my normal love of a good steak
has disappeared.
The tuna fish sandwich for lunch sure tasted good though...
I am pretty sure I have lost what was left of my mind.
I hate to throw up...
I usually don't throw up...
until recently!
And what's worse???
I feel better AFTER I have thrown up.
I will be normal again soon...
I WILL be normal again soon.
Will I be normal again soon???
I am so grateful my family is so understanding.
One day they will be able to rely on me
to have them hearty, home cooked meals again.
I am sure of it.
Just not today...

Or tomorrow...