May 12, 2014

Please, kill me. I'm so nauseous I can't believe there's been no puking. I'm also starving all the time which doesn't go so well with the nausea.

My mom is so excited. I told her I'm not a mother yet, but they insisted on making me a part of Mother's Day yesterday. It was nice, but I really wanted my mom to have a last one to herself, so to speak. Anyway, she was spoiled so that's all that matters.

We booked the next ultrasound for May 21. I'll officially be 8 weeks. Keeping this a secret is really difficult. I'm barely succeeding. The constant nausea is making it more difficult. I keep cancelling plans because I'm feeling too awful to move much.

I was reading an article on Huffington Post this morning about kids and things they do that as an adult we should remember. It was interesting. I want my kids to have everything. I'm so excited to teach them all the wonderful things there are in this world. I'm also hoping for a girl. I always thought I'd want a boy, but now I'm hoping I have a girl. Husband hopes it's a boy, but I think he's scared of having a little girl. Either way, we'll be happy.