6 weeks

"You won't believe what a difference a week makes." That's what my doctor told me last week at my ultrasound. Now, as I lay in bed concentrating on not puking my guts up, I have to just laugh at that statement. A week ago, I was sure that I was going to be one of the lucky few that didn't have any morning sickness. HA. Isn't that hilarious. When I was 5 weeks, I would have little hints of nausea here and there but definitely nothing I couldn't handle. Then yesterday while we were in Birmingham, on my lentil bean's 6 week birthday, the nausea slapped me in the face. And I've been sick ever since. Lucky it's the weekend though, so I can lay in bed whenever the nausea strikes. I'm just worried about tomorrow when the work-week starts and finding a bed will be a little more complicated.

We went to Babies 'R Us and Storkland yesterday. And I found NOTHING I liked. I was really discouraged. So I guess I'm just going to look harder here in town and see what I can come up with.

Here is my 6 week picture! All bloat I assure you.


And because I forgot last week, here are my 5 week pictures!




So now I'm going to go back to bed, depressed that I missed church AND Father's Day lunch with my husband and his family. Sweet dreams!