With my pregnancy with TheBoy, I did not have any serious "morning" sickness. A couple bouts of nausea and I vomited once (when he kicked me in the stomach at 20 weeks), but the fatigue was horrible. I came home and napped everyday after work.

This time, the all-day sickness is not cool. Nauseated throughout the day, dry heaving, gagging. It's been lovely, really. And the best part of it all, is that it's gotten worse these past two weeks while I've been off from work.

This evening was particularly bad. Eating dinner helped, but it took a lot for me to actually eat. It's a strange thing to feel simultaneously hungry and nauseated. I am not optimistic about going back to work on Monday.

Wondering if it means this babe is a girl? Or if it's just my body reacting differently to the hormones? Doesn't matter. Just don't know what to do to make it through the rest of this trimester.

Yeah, no.

Lovely adventures in the city today. 

And then that moment when you get halfway through your lunch and suddenly realize that what you're eating is making you gag and you have to spit it out and abandon the rest. Yeah, that. 

Hey look!

It's 10:00 am and I'm nauseated!

And waiting for my first appointment.


Update: Pregnancy confirmed. Take vitamins. Don't eat lots of swordfish. EDD - February 25. All of which I knew.

blech

I can tell by my nausea when it's between 9:30 and 10:30. Is this a marketable skill? 

Prediction?

TheBoy told me that he had a sister today. She came out of his belly. Her name is Tika. 

He does not know I'm pregnant. 

And, for the record, Tika is not on the list. Actually, there is no list for names. But when there is, Tika will not be on it. There is, however, a list for spirit animal. We've got our priorities straight this time.

buzz, bu- zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

In a new development: Not digging coffee. Hot or iced. Not even the smell.

This is sucky because:

1) I. Love. Coffee. (Evidenced here.)

2) I would love a caffeine boost. (Still. So. Tired.)

Maybe I'll muster the energy for iced tea. 

I'll never make it through an entire movie again.

I forgot how exhausting these first few weeks are. Thankful for movie night. I see many in our future.

Duck Lips

This is a thing?

I do not remember this from last time, but I feel like my lips enter a room a full minute before I do. 

Here We Go Again

Happy Fathers' Day, honey! This is what we woke up to last Sunday morning, 2 days before TheBoy's birthday, 6 days before our 11th anniversary. Good things in store for this year!