I recently caught a cold, totally sucks, but the good news is the stuffed-up nose and congestion prevents me from smelling all those nasty smells somewhat so my nausea isn't quite so bad right now. I don't think I could handle really bad cold and nausea at the same time.
Had my first doctor's appointment last week (finally) and they were able to pick up the baby's heartbeat, so that made me feel happy. Lucy had a puzzled look on her face when she heard it and asked if "baby coming out?" That was pretty funny, it's really cool seeing how Lucy is reacting to my pregnancy.
I have a dating ultrasound scheduled for this week, so that will be nice to see the baby. Lucy keeps saying there are two babies in my tummy (don't know where she got that from), so I guess we'll see. And she says that I'm having a boy too, but we're aren't going to find that out till D-Day, because I want that big moment of "It's a Boy!" or "It's a Girl!" I also figured that I told my husband that we're pregnant so I want him to be able to tell me the sex of our baby.
Until next time.