So far, one thing REALLY makes the icky belly better: tortilla chips and queso. Today's lunch: Tortilla chips and queso.
Nearly everything else is a NO. I'm talking saltines, french fries, salad, grilled chicken...everything, basically.
I got to see my child for the first time yesterday and I have to say it was really overwhelming.
I mean THERE IS A WHOLE PERSON IN THERE! Well, not quite whole yet...but it's a person - because I saw the heart beat.
And I'm exactly on track...just like the ticker says at the bottom: 8 weeks, 5 days.
So, it's really real...and I'm really preggo. Really.
I'm ready to stop feeling like ka-ka and start being excited and all WOO HOO!
I don't post much b/c I have only been feeling crappy and tired and then poo-y.
Please join me in looking forward to the future, where I'm told it will get better...
right before it gets worse. :)
Love to all,
Kimmer & Cletus
P.S. Thanks so much to those close to me who are being all kick-ass supportive. You know who you are, girls.
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Ironically, I have another pregnant friend who is also finding comfort in queso and tortilla chips. I suppose I should start stocking up!
So glad the appointment went well. He/She will be here before you know it.
Girls!?
What about the guys?
Jeez!
YOU GO GIRL (possibly GIRLS!)
It is okay you feel poo-ey, but I know you are ready for the giddy exicement of having a babe. :)
I am here for you in ANY capacity. :)
GO TEAM!!
xoxoxoxoxo to you both!
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