At 3:30 a.m., I woke up to vomiting...fortunately, it was my own.
I have morning sickness, and we're all glad it's me...because if it'd been Steph, well, Dr. Cly would've owed us a free birth :)
I hate being sick, but there are some benefits today. I'm really tired after a stressful month. It was wonderful to do nothing this morning....except....
Yesterday was my birthday, and my wonderful wife got me a fun present to fidget with so that I wasn't bored to death.
Rest. Play. Puke. What a day!