Oh Baby Baby

Yesterday Marked the beginning of the 9th week of my 40 week long journey into pregnancy land, where my midsection starts it's quest to become a small planet, my sense of smell matches that of a hunting dog, and everyday holds the promise of light showers if you look at me funny. My heart is full of joy and my stomach is in upheaval, but no matter what part of my body you consult, all roads lead to excitement. We are going to have a baby! I don't care if my nose and feet swell. I don't care about the discomfort and other downsides of the next seven months. I am happy. Andrew is happy. What a wonderful, crazy thing.

As a side note, Andrew has been amazing. He has put up with a lot. Mid-conversation I will run out of the room to vomit... yeah morning sickness has definitely been a misnomer, more like all day sickness. All of a sudden I will start stripping while complaining that the room feels like it's on fire. My head constantly hurts. I don't sleep well at night, therefore he doesn't either. I'm tired and frequently hole up in our apartment because I don't want to walk anywhere. He has to make his own dinner because cooking meat makes me vomit (I'll still prep veggies and other non-meat related food). There was a day (last Sunday) that my nausea was so bad that I threw up every time I set foot in the kitchen. Late that night I woke Andrew up and asked him to go into the kitchen and make me a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. He brought it back, asked if I needed the light on, fell back into bed, and I proceeded to eat my sandwich in the dark. When I had a craving for a specific type of pizza earlier this week, and was able to keep it down, Andrew made a list of everything that I was craving. He bought everything on the list (all junk food) and some extra bad-for-me things too. Of course, he did tell me that if I gain 50 pounds during this pregnancy it will all be his fault. I can't wait until vegetables stop grossing me out. It's so weird, I know that I love them, what is going on? I'm lucky that my husband is so patient and understanding.

Anyway, the last couple weeks in our house have been exciting and boring at the same time. Sometimes I have to remind myself that I signed up for this, we want this, and think about the end result. When I do that, I remember how worth it this will all be.