Each night, Taylor comes home from work. We chat on the drive about our days at the office, then make our decision for dinner. Since the pregnancy, Taylor has been craving various foods. Tonight, I made my way to Taco Bell, a rare full meal without her feeling nauseous.We ate, I finished my puzzle (see my blog for details), and Taylor began her downward decline to discomfort, sickness, and eventual sleep. The scowl/lack of emotion on her face is typical. She feels like such crap, I hope we are able to have a good trip to Florida this weekend.
Ignore Newt in the picture, he knows not what he does.
2 comments:
It will be all worth it when you're tell your parents. It's going to be a rough flight but it will all work out!
i'm sure ellie elbowing my sister didn't help either. =)
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