Probably for the last time for a while as the whole sleeping bag in the bathroom thing is becoming more and more likely.
Brendan is officially doing all the cooking, I am doing all the nausea management, and Flannery is already bossing baby Seuss, she tells him every day, "Baby Seuss, you may not tell Mama to throw up! Good job!" He, apparently, is already establishing his ability to ignore her bossing.
We're doing well though, and I just hope it doesn't last as long as it did with Flannery.
Time for me to go eat...again.
Brendan is officially doing all the cooking, I am doing all the nausea management, and Flannery is already bossing baby Seuss, she tells him every day, "Baby Seuss, you may not tell Mama to throw up! Good job!" He, apparently, is already establishing his ability to ignore her bossing.
We're doing well though, and I just hope it doesn't last as long as it did with Flannery.
Time for me to go eat...again.