Morning Sickness

Apparently my body decided to fool me. I got through the first 8 weeks without a single symptom. Not even the slightest wave of nausea. NADA. 8 weeks hits, and BAM. I took two sips of root beer, and ran to the bathroom. It is all day and all night. Fron the second I wake up until the moment I can fall asleep at night. Thank goodness my amazing doctor prescribed me some Zofran, all is well in the world again.

David and I took all the boys to the park tonight to ride their bikes. It was so heartwarming to see David being an amazing daddy, as he always is. He sat Ryden, my youngest stepson, on the handlebars of his bike and rode him around. Ryden had the biggest smile I have ever seen. There was a lady in the park with a parrot, and she let all the boys hold it. Well, aside from Ryden as he took off in a dead sprint of sheer terror. Haha.

I am so grateful for everything I have. :)