I think hump days are cursed.

It seems to be a trend that every Wednesday is interestingly bad. I was planning on taking Lucy to the toddler gym but she started feeling icky. She has had bad diarrhea all day and leaked through two pairs of pants. All she wants to do is sit on the couch with her big Pooh and relax. No fever or anything. So i gave her tylenol, pedialyte and some binding foods to hopefully help her feel better. If not, I'll call the doctor tomorrow morning.

We did walk to the mail box today and Lucy got a Valentine from Blake all the way in Rhode Island. She got two birds that kiss and say I love you and some chocolate and a card that she put on her board of very special things.

Mike has been at work constantly for the past month and I really can't stand it anymore. If I have to cancel lamaze again, I'm going to be really pissed because it's making me look bad and it needs to get done if I'm going natural. His whole weekend is gone because of work. So it's just Lucy and I. Bored out of our minds. It really sucks not having a weekend to look forward two. Then the weeks blend together and that is not good when you are trying to pass the time.

Here's a picture of Lucy and her Valentine and her resting with Da on the couch.