The Beginning

And so it begins...morning sickness (yeah right), correction, ALL the time sickness. Just five days ago my sister and I were talking about how "oh so lucky" I was to not be sick with this pregnancy...that very night, it began. And this morning, at 5:55 a.m., I am so so thankful for a little pill called Zofran. This little anti-nausea pill is about the only thing that this baby seems okay with. And even more horrifying, the day has come (only seven weeks in) where the baby has said "no way, Jose " to my dear friend, coffee. Oh, how I already miss it. Perhaps it's time to try the steamed eggnog from Starbucks. Now don't get me wrong, I am not complaining. In the midst of all the nausea, sickness and fatigue, I still haven't forgotten what the final product is. I just wish there was a way to fast forward from the first trimester to the point where the fun begins. Like the first kick, the hiccups, picking out the name (can you tell i'm just a little excited) and painting the nursery. But the most fun part is how excited Camille has gotten over the prospect of being a big sister. Just last night we were explaining what size it will be when it comes (she seems to think it will be the same size as 1 year old cousin "Baby Claire") and she said "Momma, I can feed it tea!" As you can see, we still have some explaining to do ;) We're going to Memphis this weekend for our annual "Thanksmas" get together and it should be interesting considering I'm pregnant, my sister is pregnant, and one of our Memphis cousins is pregnant as well...babies, babies, babies!! More to come on this trip in a few days. I hope everyone has a GREAT weekend...bundle up!!