Well, I haven’t dropped off the planet, nor am I on vacation in Tahiti – I was simply laid up all weekend with a wicked case of nausea – aka Pedro-itis. It was evil my people, I cannot lie. In fact, I really wasn’t able to eat a real meal until Sunday night.
Fast forward to a lovely dinner with friends last night at the Melting Pot – love me some fondue! Since cheese has been one of my recent favorite food groups, I thought it would be a great option. It was wonderful! I ate and ate and ate.
Then I got home and hated my life and was sick as a flipping dog. Lesson learned. I won’t eat rich foods, I won’t over-indulge and I won’t go back to the Melting Pot until Pedro is here – I’m not convinced that I didn’t get some gluten in one of the dishes – that could have been the culprit. Either way, food definitely holds little to no appeal right now.
So, needless to say, it was a pretty big waste of a weekend, but at least it happened over the weekend and not during the work week. Things are calm for now – I’m hoping I’m back on top of the nausea and that Pedro will be more cooperative this week!
We’re all still waiting to find out about jobs here at work and I have our first “official” ultrasound tomorrow, so tomorrow will be a big day in the McG household. I feel so greedy praying for two big positives, but I am. I really need a job and I really want to see Pedro’s heartbeat!!!! I'm claiming it Ya'll!
God knows what is coming, so I’m just keeping the faith and hoping He has good things in store for us. It’s certainly been an interesting ride so far! I promise my next blog will be more fun and interesting, but right now my creative has left the building.
I hope you’re all enjoying the Olympics as much as I am!
Happy Monday Ya’ll!
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