Week 11

This week was a week of nausea, but LESS THROWING UP.  Hurray! Hurray! PTL!

I spent most of the week as an exhausted single parent as my husband took a business trip.  I went to bed very early most nights, often before 9 PM.   Actually, I am certain I didn't stay up past 9:30 PM any night!

I started wearing (and enjoying) maternity pants this week.  They are still baggy, though I have to tug the waist up when I am 8 months pregnant, not just 3.

No other real news, except I saw a friend who is also pregnant with a tiny fetus, and I thought about how neat it will be to have a friend with a baby who is the same age as this child.

Here's a photo of me this week.