So after we found out…

Well as the story goes… we had our celebratory Starbuck’s (a mint mocha chip mmmmmmmm) then I was off to work. As you can assume, I was absolutely useless at work since all I could think about was the fact that I was a mom now! Whoa, that realization was crazy for me. So days passed… we had our first doctors visit which showed us nothing. Brady and I were sweating when they said they couldn’t find anything in the sonogram… then half way through the visit I realized I had my days WAY wrong and I was only about 4 weeks along… so the doctor said it was normal to be at the stage I was at. At this point, I was feeling GREAT! I thought “man if this is how pregnancy is then I have nothing to worry about” at this point I could still eat like normal, wasn’t super tired, and felt no sickness…. WHOA was I in for a treat! About 5 and a half weeks in that’s when the weight of the world became a barnacle on my back. I was DEAD tired almost all the time (well I still am) but no morning sickness yet. Then almost exactly on the sixth week the nausea started. It started slow then to full on, the toilet is my best friend, can’t hold anything down sickness. Miserable, pretty much the only word I can use to describe it. So that whole week was terrible. Which brings us into the seventh week (now) where I feel almost better but not 100%. So we’ll see where we go next…

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