No...I'm not talking about the future first car for our twins. I'm talking about the size of the babies today. We are officially 8 weeks along! 2 months....why do I feel more like 4 months? The babies are the size of a pinto bean. Elbows, fingers and toes are present. What an incredible pace of growth! To celebrate our little pintos we are having Taco Tuesday this week.
I'm feeling...well, I'm feeling drained and nauseas all day long. At times I get relief just after dinner, but for the most part it's an all day event. I had a minor pity party last night when the nausea was really intense. A few alligator tears fell as I told Jason I just wanted some relief...a break in the day where I felt good.
No one ever told me the amount of spit one produces when pregnant. It's absolutely insane. Maybe that's why I pee so much...all this spit! lol. It doesn't help with the nausea, that's for sure.
I love food...anyone close to me knows I can put it away with the best of them (until I turned 31 and had to slow down a bit). My current food aversions are so disappointing. I don't even like to think about food. However, at least once a day I'll think of something that sounds remotely appealing. Yesterday, I parked my car in the driveway around 5:15, went into the house....
Me "Are you ready to go?"
Jason "Where are we going?"
Me "To get dinner"
Jason (as he laughs) "What are we eating tonight?"
Me "Pepperoni and Pineapple Pizza...Let's go, I'm starved"
What a saint. Jason is so supporting, so caring, concerned and gentle. He really has stepped in to the role of an expecting father with ease. Not that I'm surprised....
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We are so lucky we have supportive husbands, aren't we? I think my husband would FREAK if he was forced to eat the same thing night after night, but you know what? He would do it. And don't feel bad about crying because you want some relief...I have felt like that, too, so I think it's pretty normal.
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