A Winter Trip to the Zoo?

Owen and I headed to the zoo the other day to buy Grandpa an owl of his own for Christmas.

December 23, 2008.

Just an ordinary day before Christmas. That is true any other year. This year December 23, 2008 was still a day that we could barely get out of our driveway, a day that we could barely get down the street, and a day when the mounds of snow had started to become too much. To the zoo we go.

We found the required owl, we put backs mugs for Noni, Steve, and Kiki, we picked up a stuffed turtle grandpa really wanted, we put back books for grandpa, Felix, and Robee, we picked up a frog for Linda at Greg's work, we put back mugs again for Noni, Steve, Grandpa, Kiki, Robee, Felix, Ben, Kelsey, Daddy (yes, he was holding them all and luckily they were plastic). Finally our shopping was done.

After paying for the necessary owl, unnecessary but darling turtle, and small frog, Owen asks me if we can go look at the elephants. I explain to him that we have been there a really long time and we weren't going to buy anything for him. He said that he already knew that and he wanted to go look at the ones outside. Could he really mean the ones outside? I told him it was very cold. He didn't care. He had thought of everything, he said he would just put on his hood and then he would be fine. To the elephants we go.

We were the only ones there. In fact, when we got to the zoo, they told us to come in. We saw ELEPHANTS, HIPPOS, and ICICLES.

I love Owen, I love 3......And that is why I went to the zoo on December 23, 2008.

It is Time to Come Back

I am finally starting to feel a little bit better and I feel like joining the real world again. I figured I would start with blogging and then perhaps in a day or two I would try cleaning and doing laundry. I need to start slow.

The last 6 weeks have been rough. I started feeling sick just after 5 weeks. I have thrown up more times than I can count. Two times were troublesome. Once on the sidewalk outside Greg's work party and once after pulling over on a busy street under a street light with tons of cars passing me by. I have learned a lot from this experience, I realized that the best place to throw up is the kitchen sink. (Gross, I know.). But, there is no water in the sink which then allows me to avoid food flying back in my face. It is easy to clean as well. Yes, I highly recommend it. I have also learned that it is weird to throw up something cold. I threw up an Instant Breakfast the other morning and it happened so fast, it was still cold. Totally odd. These are the important things I am facing right now.

Poor little Owen, he has been a good sport. He said to me this morning that he needed to eat breakfast soon or he was going to throw up. I said to Greg the other day, "next year, I will be more fun at your work party, I won't be sick, I will wear something cute, I won't throw up, I won't sit by myself trying not to throw up". Owen said, "you can help me with things again.". My poor baby.

I went to the doctor just before week 10 started. Everything was fine. I had an ultrasound and everything looked great.

So, in summary, we are hanging in there. I haven't thrown up since yesterday and I updated my blog. Things are good.