Mardi Gras my foot!

I suggested we order a pizza last night for Fat Tuesday and of course DJ had to choose the worst toppings for us.  Before I could pull Sky out of her crib this morning, I had a pregnancy flashback when I gagged on my toothbrush and proceeded to ralph up last night's gross dinner.  I don't think I'll be ordering Pizza Hut again for A LONG TIME!

I'm just getting ready for the last day in my 6 day stretch...I've got the next 2 days off to hang with my baby love so 5:30 can't come quickly enough!