still here

still puking.
It WILL end. I know it will.
It has to.
16 weeks plus now.
Ultrasound is next week.
I'd really like to get back to regular life. I have things I want to knit (need to knit!), I have things I need to sew. I haven't done a single solitary thing for this baby except be sick. Not even a booty.

Sorry y'all. I'm down today. It's one of those days where the light at the end of the tunnel seems far away and very very dim.

How?

How is it possible that this little guy is 6 years old?


He was just 2 yesterday, I swear it.

Still kicking

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: