Day 58 - I am sick.

So, Mom and I took Elizabeth to the mall to go walking this evening. We had a nice time out. Right when Mom left at 9:30 pm, I felt extremely nauseous. I asked Richard to come home and thankfully he was able to. Elizabeth was fussy - I think she knew I didn't feel good. She settled down after Richard got home. I don't feel terrible, but something's definitely not right. I'm not running fever, so maybe this will pass soon.

Richard got a call from either our Realtor or mortgage broker the other day. The seller of the house wants to bump up the closing date. We are probably going to close by the end of the month. I hope we do - I want to get moved. Last night, I thought Richard was knocking on the door because I had accidentally locked the deadbolt to where he couldn't get in. I got out of bed and went to the door, but there was no one there. I think someone was knocking on the door upstairs because I heard a woman shouting something about, "He has my phone and purse and information." Lord knows what that was all about. Richard got home about 10 minutes after that. I was glad. Ever since the door was kicked in by some idiot kid, I've been a bit jumpy. This happened over a year ago; I wasn't yet living here, but I still am jumpy just knowing it happened.

Elizabeth goes to the doctor on Tuesday for her two-month check. She gets some vaccinations and I am not looking forward to it. I know that it will bother me more than it will her. I'm going to try to keep my cool and not cry...