So I wake up at 8:25, feeling sick to my stomach. I look over and my hubby is still snoring away beside me. I poke him and say what time it is and he pops out of bed. I do my thing in the bathroom and go back and lay down, feeling nauseous, and Josh comes in 5 minutes later. I try to get him to go back to sleep beside me on the bed, but he is up. At that point, I'm wide awake.
It is now 3 1/2 hours later and my stomach hurts, I feel horrible and can barely keep my eyes open.
Luckily, Scott is going to be able to come home this afternoon to take care of Josh while I lay in bed and sleep and moan.