... though none about babies. Last night was all about evil dolls with glowing red eyes trying to invade my childrens' rooms. I kept throwing them down the stairs and then finding them in the bedrooms again. Also, all the kids' furniture had been rearranged. Ben was sleeping in the crib, the bunk beds were nowhere to be found and Simon's room just had random furniture scattered everywhere. Weirdness.

I'm officially in a good groove with the morning sickness now. (although the n/a beer turned out to be a fluke and had no effect on the pukey factor this morning. I feel okay, not at all normal, but okay. Still crazy tired though.

Seven weeks today. Six days until we find out if there is really a baby in there with a heart beating, or if this has just been a really bad stomach bug. ;)