These last few weeks I have been feeling absolutely wonderful. After a very long first trimester filled with nausea, fatigue, and just plain grumpiness, I am officially back to my old jovial self. In fact, I think I might be a little happier than I was before we got pregnant. Wow can you believe that?! I’m sure my husband is more happy with this change in behavior than I am. (I was really grumpy when it came to him) Seriously, I feel bad for the guy. I was an absolute monster. Everything he did just irritated me in the worst of ways. Usually, I am very easy going and have a good sense of humor; however, that quickly disappeared once I began feeling sick. One day we were at his parents house and I kept hitting my bottom on the door when I went to bend over to play with our nephew. I turned to my husband and jokingly said, “I feel like I need to tape wide load on my backside”. Laughing he responded, “So you do too?”. Wrong words to say. I shot him a look of death and walked away. Yikes! That man needs some sort of meddle for putting up with me.