Baby Bump

It's time for a baby update! I've been feeling great and am actually enjoying pregnancy for the most part. The nausea is pretty much gone now and thanks to twice weekly chiropractor visits, my back is feeling much better than it did a couple of months ago.

I love seeing my tummy grow. I keep day dreaming about what our baby will look like and how it will feel to hold him/her in my arms for the first time. In exactly two weeks we should get to find out if Baby A is a boy or a girl. Can't wait! I'm so excited to pick out a name and decorate the nursery.

As far as the cravings go, I don't think I've been too too bad. No middle of the night Jack in the Box runs, or urges to eat weird things like laundry detergent or chalk. Two weeks ago though I HAD to have some fried pickles. And then this past weekend, on a completely overcast, totally not hot day, I absolutely needed shaved ice. Thank God I have a patient husband who is willing to go to a restaurant he dislikes for fried pickles and drive me 20 miles round trip to get shaved ice.  Best. Husband. Ever.

Another Excuse

So I've been absent for quite a while. I know I know. I'm sorry. I've been exhausted. But I have a good excuse!

Yup. I'm preggers! And this whole baby growing thing makes for one tired mama. I'm averaging about 9+ hours of sleep a night, which means I just haven't been waking up to blog. It's been a hard secret to keep. I'm ten weeks along and we just had our second ultrasound yesterday. I can't believe how fast this thing is growing. The baby went from 6 mm to 3 cm in just 4 weeks. No wonder I'm tired! 

Here's our ultrasound. Rather than making you squint and say "yeah...I guess that kinda looks like a babyyyyy", I'll just point out the important parts.

My morning sickness is pretty mild, and my biggest complaint is that my back hurts. So I guess that's a good thing. Although when I'm up at 1:00 am with back pain, I sometimes think puking doesn't sound so bad. Chicken is now disgusting to me. And I'm craving all things sour. Pickles. Limes. Sour Jelly Bellys. Oh, and my pants don't fit.

Can you forgive me for my absence?