I had my first bout of nausea yesterday.
Fusilli and Celosa are asleep as I’m writing this. Graham is working. It’s raining and has been for a long time. This was surprise storm, and a welcome one. We’ve needed the rain.
I spent a good hunk of the morning working in the yard, pulling stuff out from under the palm tree and trimming vines that are creeping over the fence.
I went to Target today at lunch to buy a bra.
I ordered a birthday present for papa today.
His birthday is right around the time that we’ll feel safe telling a wider net of friends and family about the baby. So Graham and I figured that if we got this onesie:
My drop of blood on Tuesday seemed to be a one off.
Today, I saw a drop of blood.
Freaked the shit out of me.