Friday Night

You know you're preggers when the highlight of your day is a chicken burger with loads of avocado. But then again it was really good.

The day was allright and started off with a coffee, and the someone decided to crash into me. Except for the extreme shakes, a worry that Little Brother would come and a dinged up car, I'm unharmed.

Thanks to really thoughtful strangers that stopped and helped (I have decided that I will stop too if in same situation) I didn't break down into a Pregnant Crying Mess.

Now, doesn't that burger sound good right about now?