Is it a quarter full, or three-fourths empty?

Happy Birthday to my hubby! I felt bad today, because, well, since I was feeling bad he got no special dinner, no cake. We had Sonic for supper and ice cream. Well, everyone but me had ice cream - I'm still having this really weird aversion to chocolate and most sweet things. But, his team gave him a pretty good present - the Texans beat Carolina pretty soundly, starting off 2-0. Who would've thought?

Hailey's birthday is coming up this week, and she wants a princess-y cake. I think I'm going to call HEB, even though I don't really like store bought cakes. Oh yeah, I won't eat any of it anyway, so what does it matter?

School has been trucking right along. There have been days when I have given spelling tests from a prone position on the sofa, but we have been keeping on keeping on. We are studying the Middle Ages this year. The last two weeks we were reading about the Vikings. This week we are going into castles and the feudal system. Fun stuff.

Kora's piano lessons are going well. She really likes her teacher, and is playing the piano even more. She is trying to play some hymns, even though they are really a little beyond her. But she can play the right hand on "Amazing Grace" and the soprano line of "Be Thou My Vision."

As I am now 10 weeks along - officially a quarter of the way through - I am hoping that this means I will get to feeling better soon. I haven't been feeling as bad in the last week or so as I had been. My midwife changed some of my supplements like my pre-natal vitamins, and that seems to have helped some. But when I say better, that is a relative term. I still don't feel great. Usually I come out of it at 13-14 weeks, but Lauryn's pregnancy sickness lasted until 16-17 weeks. I am praying that does not happen this time.

On a family note, my grandfather is still in the hospital. The pneumonia is gone, but he was still too weak and his breathing still too out of control for him to go anywhere last week. The doctor is hoping this week to send him upstairs to what is basically a rehab part of the hospital so they can help him regain his strength. However, the doctor said it would probably take a while for him to get strong enough to go home. In better news, my mother-in-law finished her radiation treatment this last week! She still has some gene therapy medicine that is injected through her port once every three weeks. She will finish that up by the end of the year. But she has enough hair to go without her wig now! Once the gene therapy is done, she'll still be looking at reconstructive surgery on the mastectomy site, and of course her 5 year drug. But for the first time in a year, she can start to look at life after cancer. I guess if she can survive that, I can get through morning sickness.