Date Night started out good. Except some pregnancy symptoms decided to drop in for a visit. Lucky me!
- Nausea, thanks to the sandwich I just had to have which I guess the baby did not like.
- Then the shakes.
- Then my heart felt like it was going to pound out of my chest.
I ran to the car just to lay my head down and for the world to stop spinning.
The night ended with me in bed by 9, sound asleep.
My husband alone watching TV eating peanuts. Poor guy.