Monday, March 20, 2006

Here is my new pregnancy ticker! If you want to know how far along I am, just check out my blog. I've also placed the ticker at the very bottom of this page.


Wednesday, March 15, 2006

Beanie Baby

Well, the Irish Good Luck Wish had no effect on my nausea. But ginger root did. Yay! Still knocks me down once in a while, but I mostly just get sick at night now. Anyway, had our first ultrasound today. I'm a little further along than I thought; 9 weeks instead of 8 weeks 3 days. The pregnancy calendar says that baby is about the size of a bean right now; but guess what? It looks like one, too! Check it out!


Okay, who else loves those new VW commercials? LOL

Germuhn engineering in da houze!

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Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Number 3 For Me

Well, while Chad and I were in Houston, we found out that I am pregnant. We are so happy to be blessed with yet another little one, but I am finding it very hard to look outwardly happy now that I am miserably nauseated morning, noon, and night. I got one of those forwarded good luck e-mails from my dad in which one is supposed to make a wish and pass the e-mail on. Well, I wished that I wouldn't be sick for the rest of my pregnancy, and it's supposed to come true in one day. I'll let you know how that turns out. So we are hoping for a boy this time, but I certainly wouldn't mind another girl. Oh, I'm also I'm pretty sure that it is almost impossible to be a "Fascinating Woman" while in the sickness stage of pregnancy. How am I supposed to look lovely when my makeup keeps smearing and my eyes are puffy and watery from throwing up? How am I supposed to be lovely when my insides decide they want to become my outsides and I am arguing with them every waking moment? How am I supposed to cook delicious meals for my family when the sight and smell of food makes me sick? How am I supposed to dote on my husband when I need him to dote on me? I'm convinced it's virtually impossible, so I will go back to being fascinating when the sickness passes. I'm sure there are certain exceptions to the rules when a woman is in the family way.