December 24th: Suspect the pregnancy... Bill drops me off at the store to get chips and milk. I get back in the car with chips, milk, and a pregnancy test. I show him. He almost drives off the road. Decide I'll wait a few days to take it.
Jan 15th ish: start feeling car sick constantly. Not so bad, just uncomfortable. Constantly craving salty stuff. Need to find a healthier replacement for dill pickles and green olives... On another note, bill has been good about bringing dinner home once in a while. The only problem is, I want something, get it, take three bites and want something else.