Happy Birthday to Me!

I got something extra-special for my birthday this year- Gwen's stomach virus! Yay for me! I have to say that it was definitely my worst birthday ever. The only thing worst than having the pukes and rhea is to have them while pregnant.

Even though I felt like I was on death's doorstep, I was still touched by all the love I felt from my friends and family throughout the day. All day long, I continued to get notes, treats, phone calls, emails, and deliveres from so many special people. I haven't felt well enough to return any phone calls, but your well wishes have all been appreciated!

I woke in the morning to cute notes from Rick hidden all over the house. Each note said different reasons for why he loved me. He's so cute!

One of the best parts of the day was a delivery from the seriously the best babysitter ever. She brought me gorgeous roses, chocolates, and a sweet card. I'm not going to tell anybody who she is because then you will all try to steal her from me. She is seriously an angel- and she's mine. I've enjoyed gazing at the roses while laying in bed and I'm looking forward to eating the chocolate when I'm better.

So, although I felt like h*ll all day, at least I felt loved.

Speaking of feeling like h*ll, Rick now has caught the bug too. It seemed to be more short-lived in him, so we are both in the recovery phase now.

The good news? I lost 4 pounds. I'm looking hot! I'm sure I will gain those back in no time, but it was kinda nice to see the numbers decrease for one. That doesn't happen too often for me.

Anyway, the worst is behind us. I'm looking forward to enjoying cake and opening my presents in a few more days when we have all made a full recovery!