Back to the drawing board, hand me a crayon

Hi all. Michelle here. Again. Today was like being at the top of a really tall slide, and starting your way down on accident. I dont like to focus on the negative, but I have to tell the story, so here goes. I woke up with a screaming migraine and a little queezy. I decided to try to go to work for my second day anyway. As Jen and I both got ready, I went to brush my teeth. This always makes me gag a little, but I try to be really careful. Jen said that she knew as soon as she heard me start to brush that things werent going well. I had a little up chuck, but nothing awful. I was queezy, but I thought that I'd be able to keep it down. I went to wipe my mouth off and as my head throbbed, here came the contents of my stomach. I threw up for a few minutes and we took a few more to regroup. Jen asked me if I was sure about work, and I said that I wanted to try, so we left. We stopped for my morning shot of caffeine, and after two sips, I knew there was no keeping it down. I didnt even finish it.

We got to work and sat for a few minutes and then headed inside. Jen goes to the jail side and I go to the court side. Ha ha, court side, no, I dont work for a basketball team. I got to the office and immediately got comments from everyone on how I 'didnt look so hot'. My seargent wanted me to go home, but, I wanted to try to make it through the day. I made it until 9am before running to the bathroom and vomitting so hard that I blew a bunch of little blood vessels in my eye lids. So. I walked back to the office, called Jen, and went home. I called my doctor and they told me I could get in at 4:10. Jen got off at 3 and we headed in. I tested positive for keytones in my urine again, which seems to happen rather quickly once the vomitting begins. Which, is odd to me, since I drink 6 to 8 litres of water a day. Ugh.

The doctor gave me two choices. Go to the hospital immediately, or go off work again, go home, get in bed, and rest. I chose the latter. I'm so over the hospital. We grabbed some Jamba Juice and got ourselves home. We had a nice suprise when we did get home. Jen's parents bought us our crib set and it arrived. I saw the big box and neither of us knew what it was, we didnt even know that they had ordered it. It was exciting. The crib my mom and sister bought us is on back order and we'll get that on October 24th, so we'll have to wait until then to make it. But, I digress.

I'm home again. In bed. Drinking water. But, how is baby Addison? She's fine, and we're very happy about that. We could tell she was stressed by the vomitting because while I was driving home, she was kicking the snot out of me. I think she got tired because she hadnt had any nutrition since the night prior, because then she stopped until we were out of the doctor's office and Jen started talking to her. She's so responsive to her voice. I love that. I love them both. I'm having guilt from not being able to go back to work, but Jen's great about it. My office is very supportive too. They just want the baby (and me) to be ok. There's the update. The picture here is of Corey when he was a wee one. It reminds me of how much they openly love you when they're little. He was so damned cute! We hope that everyone out there's doing well, and I'm sure you'll hear from us again soon. :)