Pepto Bismal and Lady Lump...

I'm so sorry for the lack of updates, its just every time I come home from staring at the computer all day long at work the LAST thing I want to do is get back on, and the FIRST thing I want to do is go to bed. This pregnancy stuff is rough, I'm not kidding. I would feel like this the entire 9 months, hell I'd feel like this even longer, if that meant we get our baby, its just not exactly smooth sailing at the moment.

For one, my stomach hates me, with the passion of a thousand burning suns, I kid you not. I am a walking Pepto Bismal commercial, you know the one that goes: "Nausea. Heartburn. Indigestion. Upset Stomach...." well, you know the rest. Pregnancy has wreaked havoc on my poor digestive system. For the first few weeks I would eat anything in sight. Now? Not so much. Two of my favorite weekly meals, Friday Costa Vida with the work girls and Saturday Farmer's Market Bratwurst I can hardly bear to smell or even think about let alone eat. I just feel sick, sick, sick. But I will accept it GLADLY. No, not even gladly...HAPPILY. I more than happily accept these feelings, but I'm not going to lie, its a little rough (but secretly I love it because it just cements the fact that, and I don't know if you heard this, but I'M PREGNANT! And yes, it is still THAT EXCITING to type those words).

Our next ultrasound is next Monday. I feel like this is a big one for us because although I know you're never 100% in the clear, after hearing the heartbeat again at 10 weeks I think we're fairly good to go! That is also when I'm letting my poor mother, who is practically bursting at the seams from not being able to tell our family, friends and anyone who will listen to her. She actually helps this feeling by telling random people, like store clerks and tellers at the bank so she can at least get it off her chest a bit. Hilarious!

Tomorrow I go shopping with my best friend Lindsay to attempt to find some clothes. Absolutely nothing fits me anymore. Which would be fine if I had a cute baby bump, but all I have is a big lumpy, squishy thing around my middle. Lovely! Weirdly enough I haven't gained a pound but I haven't been able to fit into my normal clothes since Week 6. I am THAT bloated. It is ridiculous! So we're on a mission to up my self esteem a bit so I can stop with the rubber bands around the jeans button and the pulling down the shirts to hide said button. All it does is stretch out my shirts that already don't fit my spare tire/muffin top middle. Come on bump not lumps!

I'm sorry for not updating more. The tiredness is lessening a little bit so I will try and keep up the posting once or twice a week, if not for you all our there then at least for me so I can have a record of this fun time!

Lastly, my food craving for last time was Grilled Cheese with tomatoes! YUM! I'm fact, that is sounding damn good for dinner tonight... Oh Rob honey, put on the panini press for lil ole pregnant me.

Expect a new belly pic after the U/S next week, you know you want to see my lump!

"What you gon’ do with all that junk? All that junk inside your trunk? I’m a get, get, get, get, you drunk, Get you love drunk off my hump. My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps."

-Fergie