I had all-day nausea - not really sick, but that feeling like I *had* to lay around all day, or things were gonna get much worse, yk? My house was going to crap (I mean, worse than usual, which is bad to begin with!), and it was just depressing me. The a friend calls, to see if we'd like to go camping for the holiday weekend - I figure what the heck, it's better than being at home, right?
We get to camp (it's DH's grandma's place on the lake, so we're not paying for a campsite or anything), I set everything up myself - tents, kitchen, thewhole shabang.....and I feel AWESOME! I've been feeling great ever since - hungry, energetic, I want to get out of bed in the morning.....and this is during the worst stretch of camping weather I've ever seen - cold & rainy all week!
I'm convinced there is something in my house that is bad for me & the baby - either nasty little microorganisms, or something spiritual. All I know is - I'm gonna be camping for the rest of the summer!