The Ultrasound

This should have been written days back but the flu (I think) took me out all week.
Yes on top of morning sickness my body throws out a virus.

Okay so here we go. Cheesecake never tasted so YUMMY!! Unless of course a friend of mine makes the best cheesecake ever! The downside BLT's don't settle well. That along with the watermelon I ate came up and said hello. Pretty colors but rather not see that again. Trust me!

I had an appointment with my Dr. Tuesday. Our baby is a whopping 12 centimeters! The little guy even waved at his daddy. Looking at the ultrasound for the first time kind of confirms that this is really real. Brings tears to your eyes knowing that you have been blessed with such a wonderful gift from the Lord. Although I've been pregnant 3 other times I can't help but to get the same feeling I did the first time around. Our little orange was moving and tossing and turning. Lisa (one of the nurses) tried to get pictures for us but the printer wasn't working.

I came that morning telling Cici that the baby was saying hi. Her little eyes lit up. She rushed to get her shoes on so she can say hi too. I let her know that next time she'll be able to go. As of now we have her excited about the baby; hopefully she's just as excited when the baby comes home in 6 months.

If I'm rambling I'm sorry. I'm still not up to par. I miss being at church. There is something I plan to share with my readers. I just want to inform you in advance it's going to be very descriptive and geared towards teens. I have felt it in my heart to share for a couple of months but have had this fear of doing so. I have prayed hard about it. Readers discretion will be advised. I'm hoping to get to it tonight or tomorrow. Again I apologize for the rambles.

I stink, YOU stink, EVERYBODY stinks!

Okay garlic; I have officially broken up with you until my morning sickness subsides! I'm sorry. I was so in love with you but you really have hurt me lately. We just need a break from each other. There are some things I need to work on before we can reconcile. Give me a month or two and we'll see where we're at by then. I'll miss you my flavorsome love.

I haven't written on here because my life exists of this; Wake up in the am sick. Go to the gym sick. Work out, stomach flips, head says good morning to toilet. Yep the toilet stinks, no matter how clean it is. I've learned that shine means absolutely nothing! Watch TV = nausea. Eating adds to heartburn oh and nausea. Did I mention that no matter what room I'm in or who is next to me I can't stand the smell. No matter what I do my stomach is so tied up in knots. Worse part is I don't throw up 95% of the time. If I did I'm sure I'd feel better.

My armpits stink!! No matter how much deodorant I put on, I stink! It's not as bad as your odor though. You're much worse. Please stop telling me you showered or brushed your teeth. That is not good enough. I don't mean to be cruel I just don't like smells right now. Oh and when you fart in the gym can you please not walk by me thinking it's not following you! I know it was you. You and I were the only one's on that side of the gym at 0500! Unless of course you want me to tell you, "Hey I know you farted, (whispering) it's following you; can you go poop now please?!".

"Sierra, mama, do you want to hear the baby?" Excitedly she says, "Yes mama!". I gently place her head on my stomach. She looks up like a deer in the headlights, "DADDY!!!! The baby is crying!!!!" "I heard him!". I can not wait till she's in the room with me/us listening to the baby on the ultrasound. She wants to name the baby; if it's a boy, brother. A girl, sister.

The only update I have is that you all STINK!!! AND I feel blah 23 hours a day. I love being pregnant! I love God, my husband, my children, and my friends. Hope you got a small smile on your face. I know I'll laugh at this one day; just not today.