Weeks 6-9

Oh sweet morning sickness, how I despise you. It didn't hit all at once, it took a few days to be at it's full potential. Once it did, it was bedroom & bathroom for me all day everyday with NO exceptions. I tried all the tricks of the trade but nothing worked. My skin looks like the skin of a teenager, I may be young but I haven't had it this bad in years. And my hormones- poor Evan. The guy handles all this as well as any guy should. He feels so bad for me hanging over the toilet that he comes to rub my back but my hormones get in the way and I apparently just want to be left alone. It's everything I've read & heard about but everything I hoped I would never have... except my breasts, I like my breasts now :D

Every morning my mother calls, actually my mother calls all day, but it feels good to hear from one other person that had it like you & she always comes with the cure, "There's a baby inside you!" So obvious, yet so soothing.

We had an appointment to meet with our midwife last week. She checked the heart rate, it was hard to find but once we caught it it was deemed normal. Everything about this pregnancy is normal. Sounded awfully scary at first but she explained that a normal pregnancy is the best you can expect. I brought up my worry about having a large baby and she straightened me out by telling me that every woman has a baby that's made to her body.

This past tuesday, 9-13, we went for our first ultrasound! The little guy or girl was flippin-floppin-swimmin-and-a-woddlein all over the place. The images made it all come together, the extent I will go for this little shark looking thing inside me.  I am now & will stay happily pimpled, sick and hormonal.

(Do you see the baby shark?)