Sickness Continues

The last couple days have been the worst as far as sickness goes.  I must be at my "peak" of pregnancy sickness.  I threw up one morning after swallowing my prenatal on a pretty empty stomach.  I knew better than to do that!  The rest of the afternoon I spent on the couch feeling nauseous, gagging and tired.  Feeling bad was not convenient because I needed to get to the party store to pick up a few things for the neighborhood kid's Christmas party at our house in a few days.  By the time Kyle came home, I mustered enough energy to heat tortellini and bake chicken breasts.  Had he not had a night class to go to that evening, I wouldn't have pushed myself but Kyle gets "Hangry," (a term a friend of mine came up with).  I didn't want him hangry in class or even worse, coming home and destroying the kitchen (and whoever stood in his way) like a grizzly bear.  He said the chicken was really good.  I breathed out of my mouth while it baked because the smell was so strong and unpleasant.

"All for you, little one.  I will put up with this just for you."

That night when my head hit the pillow I declared, "I'm so tired of no feeling good."  Kyle tried to console me, kissed my forehead and I dosed off....until I had to get up to pee.   

LOOK AT OUR LITTLE NUGGET!!!

He's so cute already!

I said he.  Even though his little weenie is too small to see on the doppler, I just know.  This is very funny to me that I know it's a boy because before getting pregnant, I had my mind set that I was only giving birth to girls.  Being one of three girls, I know nothing "boy."  I'm learning more and more about them as I share my bed, my bathroom, and the refrigerator with my husband and I conclude: boys are smelly, messy, and gross.  How ever will I handle changing diapers with a spray nozzle or creepy-crawlies in my house?!!  Yet, God has given me peace. 

Whatever this baby ends up being, I already love it more than I've ever loved anyone else and I just want it to be healthy!