Here we are, in week 6, and I am going to barf my brains out. I don't even know what my name is....okay I am exaggerating, but still. This nausea SUCKS! I didn't have it this soon with Madison and when I did, it was on and off. NOW IT IS CONSTANT. If I eat something, it goes away. Lucky me, I am going to be the Goodyear Blimp by 3 months. I am trying to eat stuff good for me, like carrots and salad and those seem to work, when they don't smell funny. I find that whatever worked yesterday will not necessarily work today. I find little fixes for the moment. I just ate Cinnamon Toast Crunch and it was fabulous. I am living in the 5 minute glow of it right now, anticipating the return of the putrid demon from hell.

So we went to our ultrasound on Thursday last week and we saw Ta-Ta IN my uterus and heart a-pumpin like a cutie patootie. Can't believe we saw the heart beat so soon, because Ta-Ta was only 5w6d. The ultrasound tech gave us a few pictures of Ta-Ta and Joe and I decided that she/he looks like a RIVA MONSTA. Ta-Ta looked like Nessie, the Swamp monster, which we find adorable. Madison looked like a little dinosaur and Ta-Ta swamp thing....Our children definitely got Joe's looks.....

The crazy panic has not set in yet, probably because I have been so sick I haven't had time to focus on being crazy. Maybe I am still not believing that it is actually happening. Or maybe God has given me a little bit of peace of mind. I don't know for sure, but I will take it.

For now, in this moment, when I am not feeling the urge to purge, I feel good. I feel positive. I don't curse in my head, or out loud for that matter. I simply smile. Because I love Ta-Ta.

I sure do miss Madison though.

Love,
Crystal