Christmas this year was slightly different. It started out normal, but ended with me puking. Yuck.
Eric called his family and said we wouldn't be coming down to Bakersfield for Christmas Day. I felt so bad, but I was in no condition to go anywhere. I managed to open gifts, watch the kids for a few minutes, and then I went back to bed for the entire day. I had a nasty stomach and a 101 fever. It finally broke late in the afternoon, but I felt awful all day.
I also got a purse, two necklaces, more pajamas, a Pumas sweatshirt, bubble bath, a wax warmer, and so much more. It was a blessed Christmas.