Pre-Maternity Leave

I was thinkin' what a wonderful world this would be if once you reached week 6 you were sent home to relax and deal with the barfiness and the dizzyness and the shear exhaustion. Then you could return to work during your 2nd trimester, stay until 2 weeks before your due date and then go off on maternity leave for a year. With full benefits and pay, of course! A gal can dream, can't she?

I've been feeling a little better lately. Meaning the nauseous moments are farther apart. Woo! But the tiredness seems to be hanging on. I'm ok though. I'm looking forward to the day when I can say (out loud), "I'm really not this fat, I'm pregnant!" I realize that I should not be gaining all that much during the first trimester, but when the only thing you can stomach is pasta marinated in butter, french fries, ice cream and popsicles, the calories are bound to catch up to ya!

My wardrobe is shrinking. I just want to put everything in a box and shop shop shop. I had to give in and get a pair of those maternity jeans and they ain't all that bad. They kinda feel like they're gonna fall right off, but I guess that I just need to grow into them a little more. Week 11 may be a bit early for the maternity wardrobe but I just couldn't help myself. And why buy regular clothes when you're just gonna grow out of them in a few months. Any excuse to shop! I've been lucky though, Old Navy and The Bay have some awesome deals. Good for the ol' budget!

Jay and I are counting down the minutes to Monday's 12 week ultrasound. If all goes well (and it will) we can celebrate with a new t-shirt that announces "baby on board" or something just as cheezy. Spreading the word across my chest!