Sunday no-Funday

I didn't think it was possible, but I felt worse today than maybe ever. Between terrible constipation/diarrhea/ohmygodwhereisthetoilet to yacking in the sink and leaving it for my sweet husband to clean up because it wouldn't drain, I had a stellar night. Jimmy went to hang out with the family at the pool and then went to church for the first ever game night. Two activities I would have loved to participate in, but alas, I had dates with the bathroom that waited for nobody. Second trimester is in a few days, they say that's the promised land, I'm not convinced.