I've been keeping a journal ever since I found out I was pregnant. The first entry was happy...because that was week 5. At week 6 the sickness set in. So the next 6 weeks worth of entries were pretty grim. It helped to vent about it, I do tend to be a bit of a complainer, and I definitely don't want to just be a downer to everyone I talk to about it. So the journal was my complain-to friend. But last night I was so happy to write a nice, excited happy entry.
Everyday gets easier and easier. I like food now! I'm just so happy to want to eat! I still have to take my little magic pill in the mornings so I can keep my breakfast down. But once I get started, I can eat almost anything I'm craving!
We are both getting very excited to know if the little peanut is a boy or a girl. That will be the next step to feel like this is really happening! I may eat these words soon...but I'm also excited to start showing. At 13 weeks now, I'm just feeling a little...chubby. It doesn't look like a baby bump yet, just like a beer belly. lol
I'm excited for all the happy days ahead.
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