I am feeling much much better. As in I only feel like total butt 40% of the time, instead of 100% of the time. And it's been almost two weeks since I threw up! Hooray! I even cooked dinner tonight, which I haven't done in MONTHS (let's not talk about how I forgot how the timer on the stove works...).
This past weekend, my mom and I went to see Mamma Mia in Denver. If you haven't heard of it, it's a musical composed of entirely ABBA songs. Very peppy and fun, I highly recommend it. We had a good time and I got some new maternity clothes in the bargain!
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| Imagine this, but with singing. |
Anyway, it had snowed very heavily the day before and was supposed to continue snowing through the weekend. Nick, in another show of manly awesomeness, drove Lil Bubs and I down to Denver and dropped us off. He then went to a friend's house to hang out until the play was over and came back to pick us up. He's my hero. I have a hard time driving in the snow normally, but with all the extra hormones I was having a straight-up freak out.
Later that night, when we got home, I was humming ABBA tunes to myself and I felt the little bubbles that everyone tells me is the baby kicking! It could have been gas, but I prefer to think the baby loves showtunes!




I cherish the times we have gone to the theater together!!! xoxoxo You and little thumb sucking bubba will make your special treasured time together xoxoxo! so adorable my gbebe
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