Friday, October 29, 2010


I'm wanting to start blogging consistently but the only things I can think to blog about are how sick I've been with morning sickness... So that's where I'll start and see if I can branch off from there.

I have hit several "lows" during the last 7 weeks of morning-noon-and-night sickness and I keep thinking they are too gross to post. But one is particularly noteworthy, since I think it helped me with my extreme phobia to germs.

Kyle and I drove to Indiana for a wedding and stopped in Columbus, OH to see his sister afterward. Then we drove through Lexington, KY to have lunch with friends, and on down to Knoxville, TN before coming home. It was so nice to see so many friends but I had never been so sick in all my life. I would have paid anything or done anything to be out of the car. I have these great little doggy bags that you're supposed to use to pick up after your dog. I use them for vomit. The whole 5 days in the car, Kyle would drive and I would vomit into my doggy bag, tie it off, and put it in the floorboard until our next stop. But in Muncie, IN, I was desperately sick and needed to go to the bathroom, if you know what I mean.

I told Kyle to pull over immediately, which happened to be at a Shell gas station. I ran in, and to my dismay, it was a one-seater bathroom for men and women. And it was locked. After a minute, a giant, fat, ugly man came out, freeing up the bathroom for me. By this time, I was beyond desperate and ran in, locked the door and sat down- right on the toilet. No toilet paper, no hovering, just plopped down on the seat. It was at this moment that I realized I was going to throw up, too and I had to grab the dingy, plastic trashcan from the corner. It was the kind with a swivel lid, so I had to use my hand to hold the sticky, grimy lid down to throw up in it!

In any other circumstance, you could not have paid me to touch anything in that bathroom, but that day, I was forced to face my germaphobia and dive right in to the cesspool that was the Shell bathroom.

Monday, October 18, 2010

3rd Grade Science Lesson

Some of the kids at church are starting to find out that I’m pregnant. After finding out my news last Wednesday night, one of the 3rd grade boys came up to me and told me he knows how people get pregnant. I was afraid I was in for a very awkward conversation or else news about the stork bringing babies.

The boy said, “Everyone has an egg inside of them. And then, these little swimmy things, I think they’re called swerms, crack the egg open and go inside and make a baby.” What do you say to that?! I told him he was exactly right.