So, yesterday I felt like a piece of you-know-what. I gagged, I whined, I let the breakfast dishes grow mold in the sink, I lay on the couch and watched the Discovery Channel---ok, that guy from "Man vs. Wild" is so HOT!---I was your basic good-for-nothing pregnant head.
Four loads of laundry, excercise DVD, a trip to the Farmer's Market, read "Little House in the Big Woods" to the kids, took a nap, cleaned up the kitchen, vacuumed the living room, starting planning for the holiday weekend, I was on a full-blown-roll!!
The Mateo came home for lunch and eyed me suspiciously. "Don't over-do it," he said. "You still have half the day to finish."
Yeah, but tomorrow I might feel like you-know-what again and I had better get ahead while the getting is good!
Off to do more laundry, perhaps remodel a room or two?