Week 7

Thankfully, still no throwing up. I eat everything in sight, I'm taking my vitamins and Tums daily, and try to take a nap whenever possible. Blessedly, my nails are growing faster than the speed of light than I can trim them, which is highly unusual for me. For the sake of Sis Pastor's Wife, who was appalled that I put a picture of my pregnancy test online, I will refrain from reciting all of my other Week 7 bodily changes. Let's just say that there are some things you just can't fake your body out if you just wish you were pregnant.

I even made Mr Lemon go steal the fan from the living room after Splenda was asleep. I stole a fan from a little girl to ease my sleeping comfort. How much lower will I go?

Sis Pastor's Wife hugged me Sunday morning and I started blubbering "...I'm not used to being this sensitive and crabby.... waaaaahhHH!"

Shoo, internets, I want people to BE AT MY BABY SHOWER WITH PRESENTS... LOTS OF PRESENTS... so I want to be crabby as much as possible when I am all alone so that I do not alienate my poor husband and friends.

And believe it or not, I passed up the opportunity to receive a free copy of "What To Expect When You're Expecting" because I really thought my mom would bring me a copy when they came for the par-tay. Not that I had asked her for it, mind you, but she is really great about giving me books to read about stuff. When Sica and I were little, she even bought us a book to teach us how to clean our room.

(Funny thing is, I always clean my house now the way that book described: pick up all of one type of item first, decide if it's trash, save, or put away, and then move on to the next item.)

SO, what was your craziest early pregnancy symptom?