St. Douche, Part Deuce

I'm already behind the ball. In 2 days, I will be 11 weeks pregnant! 11 weeks, going on at least 8 months. I'm already over it, is what I'm saying. Okay, not really. But here's why:

Top 5 reasons this kid is already grounded

5. I'm enormous. It's like as soon as I found out I was pregnant, my abs were like, sweet, VACA! Here I am at 9 weeks. It's about what I looked like at 13 weeks with Harlowe! I've been wearing maternity pants for a month, FFS!

4. Morning sickness.

3. Afternoon sickness + heartburn.

2. NIGHT SICKNESS. No sweet relief of barfing, either. Just a general feeling of gross. I know I wrote about feeling nausea with Harlowe, but I don't remember it. It wasn't like this, fo sho! It's tapering off to only feeling kinda sick at night. I'm ready for it to go way entirely!

1. I don't have a #1 reason...crap. So pretend I said 4 and reorder in your head?

This is from our first ultrasound, isn't he cute?! It was pretty funny to watch him move around in there. Like a jelly bean with little arm and leg stumps flapping.

I still see a puppy when I look at this picture. Or if I put the head on the right side it kind of looks like a hamster in a wheel. With a party hat on! Fetuses are funny!







Well, that's all for now. I'm hoping to do more frequent posts with less in them, because let's face it, working with a toddler is hard, and right now I need to figure out what to do with all of my clothes in my closet room, which will become this kid's room. And that is very daunting. You should see the amount of stuff I now have to stuff somewhere in our room! Anywho...