Appointment today. All is well. Heartrate 155.
Niall still doesn't believe there's a baby in there.
Feeling fluttery movement now. That's nice.
Still throwing up. That's not so nice.
Trying to knit. Tracy, I'm so sorry it's taking so long.
I feel like the height of lameness. So close to finishing,
not having the energy or the will to do it.
It's been a rough couple of days. I'm sick of hurling.
Whine whine whine.... ya. that's all.
Here's this week's picture. I'm taking one every week.
A friend did that and I really enjoyed watching her grow,
so I'm copying her.
13 weeks here:
focused on his shirt, but it's cute: