Trust me, I wanted to – but in my current, easily nauseated state, I didn’t think I could handle it.
So Paul went without me while I was having my bridal shower. Which is an entire entry in itself, because it was AWESOME.
But in the meatime, maybe someday, when I am not pregnant, I can see the monster movie. Until then, I will just accept the nausea as part of the incubation process. Sigh.