Currently diggin' this song and the snowy sentiment.
Today is the first of November and someone turned on the winter-time switch.
We woke up to snow.
But when you can turn up the thermostat and take an extra long hot, cozy shower, a little snow on the ground is just fine with me.
Wanna know what else is just fine with me?
I can't tell you how much Chas and I appreciated the outpouring of love, enthusiasm, and support for yesterday's happy news.
Reading the comments together, we just looked at each other kinda dumb-founded.
"Oh. My. Gosh. People are SO nice!"
And this definitely wasn't the first time we've been so grateful for all your goodness and thoughtfulness.
So here's some of the deets on little cryings:
I'm almost 10 weeks.
At first, I was super nauseous, grumpy, and a little depressed.
But the last few weeks have been much better.
As long as I'm always eating (every hour), the nausea isn't so bad. Or it could just be that I'm getting more and more used to the constant underlying gaggy feeling. Either way, I feel really lucky that I haven't been "driving the white bus," as my dear father would say.
You would think that having to never stop eating would be a dream come true.
And when I go to grab that donut or second bagel for the day, it is.
But it's also kind of annoying.
Having to stop and find something to eat every hour can be quite the hassle!
But then again, satisfying a pregnancy craving is one of the most glorious feelings in the world, I'm discovering.
Yeah. It IS a dream come true. Basically.
Lately, little cryings has been LOVING orange juice.
I downed almost an entire large jug of Tropicana by myself in 24 hours.
I've never even liked orange juice.
But this orange juice had some crack cocaine mixed in.
If you have any little cryings questions about the last 10 weeks, don't hesitate to comment and ask!
Maybe I could dedicate a whole post to answering your questions.
Might be fun. :)
Might be fun. :)