No news is good news

It's been a pretty relaxing, and therefore uneventful, day so far. I napped for about two hours this morning. Picked up Mr. Ibis at noon because he got off work early. We had a nooner and now he is napping. He has a dermatologist appointment at three at which I hope he will be told that the weirdo mole on his collarbone is nothing, and the crazy purple pimple thing is just an ingrown hair.

He has been really great since my crying meltdown. He's been more upbeat, talking more about the baby, telling me that he is nervous but very excited. It has definitely lifted my mood.

I am NOT totally out of the morning sickness woods... late afternoon is still my worst time of day and last night at dinner I was totally knocked on my ass by nausea. But it still seems a little less intense than it was last week.

UPDATE: Mr. I's two weird skin thingys are both cysts. They removed the one I hated and will biopsy it, but the doctor does not think it's a skin cancer. Yay!