Will you make up your mind already?

Shockingly enough, I actually was awake until 2am last night...and woke up at 8am on my own.

Not the typical lately.

I was feeling good this morning.  Blogged.  Made a veggie shake for breakfast (can you believe it?).  Made Jason coffee.  Overall, a good productive morning.

It was really beautiful outside and I needed to take Lucy out to the park, so I decided to bring my legs and abs workout to the park with me and Lucy could just play while I worked out there.

I did about 80% of the workout...and they're pretty long, so I felt okay about cutting it off early.  I was hot and not feeling that fabulous anymore. I accomplished a good amount and Lucy and I came home.

Grabbed a peach that I bought at the farmers market yesterday (yummmmm!!)...ate it.  Then I REALLY started feeling like crapola.

I don't know if nauseas was the word.  I just felt like crap. 

I came over to the couch where Jason was sitting, working on his computer, pulled a blanket over me and moaned in misery a few times (just to make sure Jason appreciated it was ME carrying this little dude around with me...hahaha...just kidding...well, sort  of).

I felt so awful so fast.  I ended up falling to sleep...and a super deep sleep, only to wake up to go to the bathroom, walk back to the couch and seconds later be in a coma deep sleep.

I woke up and crashed back out four times...all just as fast. 

Had a weird dream about two of my back teeth falling out...WHAT THE HECK?  Oh yah and part of my tongue fell off.  What the hell is going on here?  That is some seriously whacked out dreams.

Anyway, I think this coma-waking-coma marathon went on for about two hours before I finally woke up starving...but with no appetite.  That was a new one.  Oftentimes I have a huge appetite regardless of whether I'm hungry or not. 

Jason offered to make me something, but I figured I'll take him up on those offers later when I have a giant belly and really can't get up very well.

It has occured to me that at only FIVE FEET TALL, I'm going to be a frightening site to see when I'm further along!  I'll probably stick as far out as I am tall.

This lady is probably like 5'8" and look at her!  Oh the horror!!!  Try putting just as much baby in a much shorter frame!  Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!  Oh...I just can't wait for that!

What was I talking about?  I got distracted.

Oh yah...anyway, I didn't feel great the rest of the afternoon, but slowly but surely I improved and now I feel fine again.

Seriously, my body can't make up it's mind.  I guess I should be glad.  If it made up it's mind to be sick all the time, I'd REALLY be in trouble.  I can't work or read or ANYTHING when I'm feeling like that.

All I can do is lay around and moan for effect.  Oh yah, and sleep.  Oh, and pee.

Yes...this is an adventure.