I've made it. I'm here. And already I can see the difference. My average mid-night potty break is down to one! (For now.) I'm just as tired as always, going to bed at 8:30 seems too late.
I found a stretch mark. Just one, but I have lotion that is so high in vitamin E that you can hardly see the mark that threatens to destroy my chances of ever wearing a bakini again. =)
Cravings? No. Actually it's the opposite. I have no desire to eat anything. I hate being asked "What do you want for dinner?" I DON'T KNOW!! Really I don't. I like eating well enough, but I don't feel the pull of any sort of food. Nothing sounds good.
I let my husband kiss me now. I even enjoy the thought of...well I'm over the aversion of kissing my husband.
Did I mention I felt the baby? =) yep, and I'm not only bloated anymore. This bump just doesn't go away.
The doctor wants to do my next ultra sound at 18 weeks. So the first week of January. (FYI: That's the utlra sound they find out the gender. Think pink!!)
Matt and I leave the 24th for Christmas with his family. We are really excited. I just hope that my baby bump is really noticable by then. It should be, I'm already planning on buying maternity pants before we leave. I can't button any of my pants I already have.
Ok, so there is my update. A lot of small facts. No big stories yet. The further a long we get the more there will be to tell. =)
