I woke up this morning, feeling fine. Came downstairs, fed the cats, checked my email, went back upstairs to get dressed and...VIOLENT GAGGING! I'm sure I would have thrown up if I had any food in my stomach.
After I calmed myself down, I had some breakfast and have felt fine again ever since.
So here I am - 7 weeks today. Never have I experienced such a combination of elation and anxiety in almost equal parts. I am so incredibly happy to be here; it sounds corny to say but every pregnant day that passes feels like such an amazing gift. The word "grateful" is such an understatement. All I care about is that our baby is healthy, strong and growing, and all my thoughts, actions and decisions are a reflection of that.
D is convinced I'm showing already. I tried to explain to him that it's impossible this early; that what he's seeing is a combination of bloating and the little belly that I've always had, but he is not convinced. It is absolutely adorable how excited he is.
7 weeks today, only 33 more to go...
Please keep growing Scrappy honey, KEEP GROWING!