Speaking of getting kicks...

The wriggling has started. Definitely the BEST part of being pregnant.

Speaking of the whole pregnancy thing, I am finally feeling outright GOOD most of the time, and am enjoying life. Hopefully now I can try, yet again, to update this place more often.

Know what's fun?

Bringing a bottle of fancy root beer to a neighborhood party - the kind in the plain brown bottle - and standing around with the bottle resting on your increasingly large pregnant belly.

Wow, did I get some looks. And even a few questions.

Really, it's almost insulting. Yeah, I'm going to drink when I'm pregnant - AND in front of a bunch of people. Thanks for your high opinion of my intelligence.

Maybe next time I'll bring a bottle of sparkling fruit juice and just chug it from the bottle in a brown paper bag. Gotta get my kicks somehow.

Maiser Look-alike Meter

MyHeritage: Celebrity Collage - Geneology

I saw this on Peder's blog and couldn't resist trying it, especially since I'm always told how much she looks like Pete. Well, it seems she looks more like me that I get credit for!! :-)

A Good Day

This was actually my second good day in a row. I'm eating pretty normally (in fact, starting to get an impressive appetite) and had very little nausea. That's especially welcome because I was up a bit late last night after orchestra and usually it's worse if I don't get enough sleep.

Of course, now I'll worry that I'm feeling too good. Disappearing symptoms can be a bad thing this early on. So here's hoping that I still feel a teeny bit bad. Of course, I'm feeling better but still taking some of the medication my doctor prescribed, so I suppose if I want to feel sick again I could try not taking that tomorrow.

It's very good I'm feeling better because I have a LOT to do to get ready for Carrie's baby shower this weekend! I'm really looking forward to it, and while I've done lots of planning I've done little execution so I've got to hustle this week!!

Puking Sucks

We were all signed up to do in vitro again in December, to try for a little sibling for Kate. I was at the point where I was just waiting for my next cycle so I could start the pill in preparation for IVF, and -knock me over with a feather - it never came. I am 8 1/2 weeks pregnant - "the old fashioned way" - and sick as the proverbial dog.

I had virtually no morning sickness with Kate. I felt a bit queasy on occasion, like a mild hangover, which I usually addressed by eating lots of greasy, salty calories. Ha. Now I can barely choke down dry toast. It's really quite miserable, and I don't know how I'm going to make another month or more of this.

So forgive me if I'm not bouncing off the walls with this miracle of miracles. I promise I'll start beaming again someday, when I get my head out of the toilet.

Too sick to post

A huge drawback of being a SAHM is having to take care of a rambunctious 22-month old when you fell like hell. Thank GOD for TiVo.

Today is day 4 of feeling like complete and total crap. Hoping to be back posting again soon.

Apple Picking

On a cheerier note - some pics of our picks last weekend. 80-something degrees while apple picking is just plain wrong, by the way.