Saturday, March 19, 2011

Pizza Hut - Nothing Better

From Mama...

This is a very familiar smell in our home. It is my favorite food of all time. It is Pizza Hut pizza, a Hopkins tradition. I hope you like it as much as me.

Morning Sickness - More than the Morning

From Mama...

E.B. asked at the appointment if the nausea had started. I had felt a little nauseated off and on. He said if it got bad let him know. I called the doctor on Thursday to let her know the nausea had officially arrived. I have felt very sick every day since then. The medicine they gave me is doing nothing, so we will call back Monday to get some stronger stuff. Today, I have spent the day on the couch because the nausea has been so strong. I am guessing you just wanted to watch March Madness like I did, so this was perfect timing! I don't mind the nausea. My friend Casey told me that nausea is a good sign in pregnancy. Therefore, if my being sick means you are doing well, then let me be sick!!! You should know your dad has been so sweet to me. He has taken great care of me. He has gone to get me food. He hasn't gotten mad when I've been a little crazy. He brings me a cold rag and water when I lose my food. He is such a great husband. You are so lucky to have him as a daddy. We can't wait for you to get here. 11/11/11 seems so far away. I love you little one!

P.S. I ate Taco Bell again last night. Your dad went next door to Cane's.

Friday, March 18, 2011

March Madness

From Dad...

Moms (Nana) and Jacklyn took us to lunch today at Cantina Laredo. Just as I expected they are 2 for 2 with gifts since we announced that the littlest bud was on the way. I can't complain--I am loving all the good stuff. The first prize went to Carrie (LSU stuff). Second one was for me. As you can see in the picture below, the littlest bud is totally ready for next year's march madness.

Coach K I need you to stick around for 10-12 more years so that my kids fall in love with the Blue Devils. No matter what, I can't wait to fake sick with you on the first two days of the tournament. Maybe we will just check you out about 10:30AM on Thursday and stay home till Monday. We won't tell Mama, cause she'd never let us do it. It'll be our little secret.

One shining moment...