Okay, not so fun. I didn't even try all that long to go to sleep--but I was just laying in bed thinking unpleasant thoughts and I knew that wasn't going to end well. Rather than wake Kyle up and make him listen to my (probably irrational) thoughts, I got out of bed. Normally I'd just read, but this morning I finished Gone With the Wind (which Kayla recommended) and can't bring myself to start something new because I'm so devastated that it's over.
Today I had a doctor appt. and did the drink-the-kind-of-nasty-juice-stuff-so-they-can-take-your-blood-and-see-if-you-have-gestational-diabetes test. It was great! Actually it really was a great appointment because the doctor told me I could try Prilosec to help with my heartburn. When I last asked the nurse told me I could only take Zantac, which I've now been using for a month and it has done basically nothing. My heartburn (which is a daily/nightly occurrence) is only going to get worse from this point on, so I'm excited to try a new medication. If it works...I will be ECSTATIC.
In other baby-related news, we've at least eliminated one of our baby name possibilities. Velocity will definitely (ha, who knows) be either Ruby Kay or Abigail Valentine. There are pros and cons to both. I'm trying not to agonize about it, or over-analyze. We have months to decide still (2.75 months actually) and I'm sure we'll make the right choice. In the meantime, we're having a really good time working on the baby room. I'm still painting this dang crib, which is taking forever because I get sick of it so easily. It is going to be perfect when it's done though! Kyle made adorable curtains for the room and hung them up while I was gone. He also finished re-covering the chair that I worked on for a million trillion hours--I was so grateful to come home and see that I never had to stick a needle in that thing ever again! Kyle is great, by the way. His enthusiasm for this baby has been channeled into decorating the baby room, which is awesome for me because A) now I don't have to do it on my own and B) he has a great eye for decor.
Oh, and today I read an article about how morning sickness is correlated with a lower risk of miscarriage and (later) breast cancer, AND it's linked to higher IQ scores in the baby. It's probably not true, but it did make me feel a tiny bit better about throwing up for nearly 5 months. I need SOMETHING to make me want another baby, okay?