Right now your little pea sized self is cuddled up inside me working on growing healthy and strong.
Who would have thought that something so tiny could make me so sick and miserable.
Every day I curl up on the couch and try not to move.
I can practically feel you zapping all my energy and nutrients and using them to build your own little organs.
But its okay.
Because as much as I absolutely hate being this sick, I would hate even more for you to not be as healthy as you could be.
So, do your thing, little one. And if you could, make it quick and be nice to your mama. I want to actually make it to see those big eyes and tiny toes.