So I told my friend Bridgitta today that I was pregnant. I tried to get Alan to tell her. I gave him the phone and said you tell her you tell her! I thought he would like to since he hasn’t told anyone yet. He muttered it really quick and she didn’t hear and he refused to do it again because he was being difficult. So I told her.

And then later I went to pick her and Marie up and we went to visit Helen together and no surprise I was nauseous again.

And I still haven’t found those damn needles. But I brought the baby blanket out with me and borrowed a needle from my sister. I finished working everything in while laying in her bed feeling like puking. But it’s done! YAY!