It is Wednesday, March 17th. St. Patty's Day. My lovely husband just left to enjoy a lunch full of beer to celebrate being Irish and his Birthday - which I was too sick last night to help him celebrate properly.
I am a bit jealous - St. Patty's Day was always one of my favorite days to go out and partake in fun, green libations. But living in LA makes it a bit easier to not celebrate - if I was still in Chicago, I think I would be crying in my water! Either way, today, I am just happy to feel somewhat good and for the happy breeze running through our condo. This week it has been hitting 80 at the beach - which means it is hot - and without air conditioning and a breeze it can be quite stifling in here. Today, I am looking out at the lovely waves, the people enjoying the warmth and the breeze is keeping me cool. I am a bit nervous for the summer when I am big and the heat is more prevalent...Our little ghetto air conditioner in the bedroom may not work so well! Or I will set-up permanent residence in the bedroom for the summer!
My mom has decided to fly in this afternoon to help me out with grocery shopping and cooking. This is a God send since I cannot step foot inside a grocery as the smells make me want to run to the nearest bathroom stat and I have not cooked a damn thing since I found out I was pregnant. It will be nice to have my mom around - even though Tim has been doing a stellar job taking care of me!
Yesterday was another bad day of pregnancy - my afternoon was filled with waves of nausea that rocked into the night, very little food as everything I tried did not help and me crying from the pain. See, I do not deal with pain well, I am a 100% a baby!
Enjoy St. Patty's Day and have one for me=)
