Seven Weeks

[Written: 10/4/11]

So, I'm seven weeks along now, which clearly was the cue for my body to decide it doesn't need food. The puking has started. I was really hoping I was one of those women whose "morning" sickness just consists of food aversions and nausea. Clearly, I'm not. Bummer. I'm so anxious for Michael to come home... it gets really lonely being stuck at the house sick all day.

I got a bunch of pictures of Michael as a little kid/baby in the mail today. They're making a guess who video for the guys, so we're supposed to submit a photo of them when they were little. I asked Michael's mom if she could send me a couple photos for this purpose a while ago and totally forgot about it. It was a nice surprise in my mailbox.... okay, okay I hadn't checked my mailbox in a while so the mailman brought them to my door. Still a nice surprise. 

It's kind of fun looking at photos of us as kids and wonder what Baby Wiggles will look like. :)

The Bump tells me that our little blueberry generates 100 new brain cells every minute now.