11 Weeks and 6 days

OK, so now that the secret is out I can share with you all my experience with this whole pregnancy thing. Let me just say that the women who walk around talking about how much they love being pregnant obviously don't have the same experience that I have been having. That, or they are masochists.

The "morning" sickness, which should be called all-day and night sickness, started at five weeks and one day. I remember it well, because I was riding in a car with three girlfriends on our way to Dallas to see the not-so-new New Kids on the Block concert. This was fabulous by the way! In any case, the nausea had arrived and it has proceeded to torture me for the past seven weeks. Some bouts reduced me to laying on the bathroom floor for hours wanting to die. Oh and that whole thought process that goes, "If I just don't eat, I won't throw up" isn't true. Your body will find away to produce fluids so that your stomach will have something to shove up your throat and make you feel like your eyes are about to pop out of your head. Everyone keeps telling me that the end result of all of this will be worth it. The hard part for me is making it there.

But now I'm at eleven weeks and six days and I'm starting to feel a little better. And, now that I've said that, I'm sure I will pay dearly through a weekend of praying to the porcelain gods. But I'm really hoping that one day I will turn the corner and things will get better. Life has been pretty good to me so far and I'm hoping that I will be a part of the 90% of women who's morning sickness goes away. If not, I will be taking up confindence with my friend Shelley who puked for nine months. If anyone could help me through this it would be her.

So here is what I hope to do. I hope to share with you through this website all my experiences throughout this pregnancy and beyond. Right now, I refer to the baby as "nugget". My mom prefers "cashew", but she can have another baby and call it what she wants. Just kidding Mom, you know I love you and you can call your grandbaby anything you want as long as it doesn't hurt his/her self esteem or become one of those stories we tell all of his/her friends like Tyler and the "sticker story". For those of you who don't know what I'm talking about, just come to our house on some special occassion and get introduced to my little brother, who incidentally is not so little anymore, and you will surely get to hear the story.

But that's all for now. I hope that you all find this entertaining and a way to keep up with our lives. At least with this, your inbox will not be flooded with long emails and you can read at your leisure. ENJOY!