There should be a "no being sick" rule for pregnant women...

Highlights of my day:

1. So I don't think it is fair at all that just because I'm pregnant I should have a weaker immune system. I have bronchitis (thanks to my loving husband who had it first) but of course I can't really take any good medication for it. ugh...

2. The spotting I have been having the last couple days has finally stopped... yay!

3. It is 9:20 and I have been fighting going to bed since 8:15... last night I was in bed at 8:30. I'm living on the edge on a Friday night! GO ME!

4. I couldn't figure out what sounded good for dinner so I finally decided I wanted Arby's Beef and Cheddar. Five or six bites later I had to spit out what I was eating because I thought I was going to throw it up. YUMMY!

5. I didn't want to leave after I spit out my food and Nathan threw everything left away. So I sat there and quite literally rambled for an hour and a half about a BUNCH of random stuff and I think Nathan said a total of 10 works (maybe) the entire 90 minutes of me rambling. He is good at just listening to me and letting me go crazy.

6. I went to the doctor for my brochitis and I have lost five pounds since I got pregnant. I know that is fine when you are as voluptuously gifted as myself, but it still seems kind of funny to lose weight when you are pregnant.

7. This really isn't a highlight - more of a lowlight - but two women in my pregnancy buddy group online lost their babies this week. We just found out about it today. One was due the same time I was and the other was due a few days before. It is so sad to me. I can't imagine being in that situation. I know I will feel better once I get past the 12 week mark. I'm really looking forward to the 19th when we will see our baby and how much more baby looking it has become. Nathan and I pray every night or every time the need strikes us for our baby. We pray a prayer of thanks that God has blessed us so greatly with this child. We pray that God provides health and wellbeing for our little baby. That it will grow and develop as intended. We pray for my health as I am the "incubator" (as Nathan likes to call me.) It is an overwhelming feeling to know this little life is depending on me for everything it needs.


Okay - I think I'm done rambling - seems to be my norm for the day... I like rambling.


So that is what is going on. Any and all prayers for the Wolfe family are more than appreciated.


Much love! I'm going to bed!