We had plans to go out for BBQ & mojitos for my birthday but I decided that probably wasn't the best idea.
Ryan decided that I could no longer live on ginger-ale alone anymore so he presented me with this on Sunday
A Baskin-Robbins ice cream cake!!! Mmmmm, my favorite! Please ignore how horrific I look in the photo & how messy my family room is. That man knows what I like.
So, that was the 1st real (I did have 2 pieces of pepper & an apple slice at Nancy's on Friday but that didn't really count, if you know what I mean) solid food I had in almost 4 days and Mmm..mmm..mmm..
Just in case you were wondering, so far so good ;)
2 comments:
Well, baptism by fire! You're not a mom until you have the stomach flu AND have to take care of a baby. That's when reality hits and it's really, really hard. Also, it makes you have to be creative. Like, "How do I vomit in the toilet AND hold the baby?" or "How fast can I throw the baby in the crib so I can run to the toilet to vomit." Isn't motherhood fun?
Get well soon! I'm sure the ice cream is doing wonders on your tummy.
Unrelated to this post, but I just wanted to thank you so much for adding the Anti-Racist Parent widget to your sidebar! :)
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