I hate being sick.

It's really weird to be sitting here popping pills and missing my baby. Thank goodness that I can drink ginger ale now without throwing up 15 minutes later...finally. I might even try to nibble on a saltine...Thank goodness for the drugs.

I bought an Easter egg decorating kit. For the past two years, Hubby and I have planned to dye Easter eggs together...to no avail. But this year...We HAVE TO. It is baby's first Easter. I am so excited!!!!!

I am officially addicted to reality TV. Dancing with the stars...though some of those little hoochies don't wear enough clothing to cover a hummingbird. American Idol...which isn't as interesting now that they are down to the top ten...I am so greatful for Sanjaya still being there to keep things interesting. The Donald...such a sexy devil.

This is the first day in probably over a year that I have not cleaned, scrubbed...Wait. That's wrong. But it would be correct if I said since I came home from the hospital with baby...It feels weird.

Hubby and baby bought me InStyle magazine today. And I devoured it. It is the absolute best magazine in the world.

Has anyone seen that new show - something about an American dream? I am still angry with all tv channels for taking my wife swap and bad children shows off of the air...but this show is hilarious. Now Peanut and mommy can laugh at weird people's goals and dreams instead of unruly, spoiled brats sitting in the naughty corner and hitting adults...

I love babies...my babies. Children are an absolute gift from God. And no one ever realizes just how much that is true until you feel your baby kick the inside of your belly or see their little faces light up when they see you...and then watch them crawl like fury to get into your arms. I miss my little boy...