Stop Stealing My Beauty!

So...
It only took about 2 years, eh? Better late than never. I wouldn't say that I was particularly uninspired for a whole two years, I have just been a little...busy. At the time I wrote that last blog I was just out of a rebound relationship with a Mexican convict Peanut Butter M&M. I write this now as a married woman, wife of a felony-free Hawaiian Dark Chocolate M&M. I am a mother to a 15 month old son, Sonny and another one is on the way. I own a home and a Car and I guess you could say I am living the dream, but please don't because I really can't stand it when people say that.
I work at a struggling county hospital. I am the assistant nurse manager on the 9th floor of an Ortho-Neuro floor. We hate the company that bought us. It would appear from the way things have turned out that they hate us too. I love my job and I need the money so I stay there and pray things will get better.
I agreed to start this blog up again in hopes that I can post things on here that will keep you interested and not thinking, "wow Kate doesn't have one important thing to say". If this becomes the case then just let me know. I will cease immediately.

I am about 7 weeks pregnant at this point. I am very nauseated all the time. I haven't actually harfed yet but I kinda wish I would as it is less wimpy then this silent dry heave thing that is very embarrasing. Carrying around plastic bags all the time is also demoralizing. I only feel better sometimes when I eat. Sometimes I do not. Also it is extremely difficult to shove something down when you feel that bad, nothing sounds edible. My wonderful husband still tries, bringing home all sorts of goodies that require little to no prep time. Just pop it in and see if you hurl. So far that is working fairly well. It is quite a bother at work though. I don't want to help patients. Especially if there are body fluids involved. But I do. I am hoping for a girl. There is a wives tale that you feel very sick and do not feel pretty when its a girl because they steal your beauty to grow cute in your womb. I would almost prefer to have a homely child, but I suppose I will endure this in the hopes she is a bombshell. She better be.

I am going to go lay down. Try to convice my body that 5 hours of sleep is simply not enough.
Til next time...
Katie