Twelve

So I've made it to the idyllic twelve week mark. It still feels incredible surreal that I am really pregnant. And if it weren't for my near constant companion, nausea, I might stop believing it sometimes! But, in the next week or so that is supposed to magically disappear. We'll see. I've had 1 completely sick-free day since I was 7 weeks.

In other news, I did find out that another girl at my church is pregnant. And not only are we "close" but we are due on the exact.same.day. And hers, while somewhat long-awaited was completely natural. What are the odds?!? Fortunately we run in pretty different circles, so we both get our own bits of attention. I know it had to have been killing her when we were announcing so early and they wanted to wait until they saw a heartbeat.

Not much else to report. Except that I think Little Bird has stolen most of my creativity. Lately, it takes me so much more time and brain power to come up with things. It just takes "inspiration" a little longer to hit!