Did I really say “Now that everyone is feeling much better” in my last post? I really should know better than that by now. It’s like waving a red flag at fate, or sticking out my tongue and calling nana-nana-boo-boo. And I have paid the price…big time. Fate has smitten me for being over confident and smug in our relative healthiness.

Friday morning started with me getting the lovely stomach bug in spades and I have been down and out for the last 2 ½ days straight. My uncle kindly pointed out that since we’ve turned in our dossier I’ve been nauseous almost every single day. I though adoption exempted you from morning sickness. One of the big pluses of not getting pregnant this time was avoiding the 20 weeks of yuck that I inevitable have with my pregnancies.

Today I’m feeling a bit better but I’ve learned to be cautious in what I say. I’m not goading fate again right now…my tummy needs a rest!

posted at 7:25 PM  
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