I keep watching the video I took of our first ultrasound on Friday. I can't get over the fact that you're actually in there, heart beating and all. Sometimes I cry when I watch the video... sometimes I giggle.. but there is no denying that I fall in love with you more and more whenever the thought of you enters my mind.
I can't wait to see you again in another week or so. I'm so anxious to see just how big you've grown. I also can't wait to hear your precious little heart beating... by then you should be almost 9 weeks. How incredible!
According to a website, you are now the size of a blueberry.
How the heck am I going to enjoy blueberries, munkee!? I can't wait until you're the size of an onion or something so that I can enjoy fruit again without thinking horrible thoughts.
I'm still more sleepy than anything, and getting me motivated to go anywhere is like trying to drag a hibernating bear out of a cave. For people who have never been pregnant, or who've forgotten what this exhaustion is like, they don't understand and get grumpy with me... but it's ok. I know I'm feeling this way because of you, beautiful one.
Last night we went to a fish fry... what was I thinking? The smell of fried fish almost sent me over the edge of "Holy crap I'm gonna hurl!" the moment I walked in. But thank goodness your grandmother saved us a seat OUTSIDE, so it wasn't so bad.
Speaking of your grandparents... they are very excited about you. I haven't made the "Official Announcement" just yet to the world, but they are having no problems making that announcement for me. That's ok. We need their support... and I'm so glad that we have it. They want you as much as I do, and to me, that's sweeter than apple pie.
Grow, my little one. I'll do everything I can to keep you safe and nourished. Mommy loves you...
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