Thanksgiving
At 1:25 in the morning, I hear a loud crash from my bathroom. I get up to go check on my husband and find that he has emptyed the garbage can so that he can puke into it. After an hour I get him to get back in bed, only for him to throw up twice, then take a shower and come back to bed. the rest of the night passes like this, brad thows up, takes a shower comes to bed for a little whle.. repeat. I was up with him as much as possible, but he also let me sleep as I had to get up and cook thanksgiving turkey for eveyrone. Morning comes, I go and start the turkey, (which looks horrible to the pregnant lady) after a few hours of basting, brad comes down for alittle while. The turkey is looking good to me. Joel and sonya come with hayden (who has been up sick with a cough all night) then we all sit down to a wonderful lunch, brad goes to the bathroom adn throws up some more. he goes up stairs to shwoer and try to sleep. I hang out with my brothers, talk to mom and dad, and nanny ont he...