Yesterday morning I woke up with major stomach cramps and nausea. I thought it was just something I ate and it would be out of my system in an hour or two, but luckily for me, I have a totally awesome husband who immediately decided that this was something more serious. He made me lie down on the couch while he took the day off to take care of the kids. That worked out well because, as it turned out, I didn’t move from the couch all day — just lay there making pathetic moaning sounds while occasionally crawling to the bathroom.

Eventually I started to worry that the cramping was early labour, so around dinnertime, we called to come and take me to the hospital. There I was spectacularly sick in many different ways but the good news is, it’s only the flu, not labour. The baby is a-okay, and enjoyed his/her visit to the birthing ward — a little preview tour, if you will.

Today I’m much better but still a little queasy and sore. I’ve learned the following valuable lessons:

1. I have the awesomeist husband ever.
2. Gravol is safe for pregnant ladies, and is the awesomeist drug ever.
3. Being sick while pregnant really, really sucks.

Hopefully I’ll be back to 100% tomorrow…for today, I forsee a lot of Gravol, some apple juice, and a few movies for the kiddies.