You guys might find this weird, but after spending the past week bed ridden because of HG, I’ve gotten really depressed and lonely. My boyfriend sometimes writes on eggs so that I’ll find little love notes when I least expect it, or even on my toes, or hands To find when I wake up in the morning. Anywho, today was just horrible, and I started getting upset, so he and my kids came into the room and drew pictures on the bottom of my feet to make me feel better ❤️ I know it might be weird, but it honestly made my whole day. I love them so much you guys- I think my heart might explode!