Monday, August 3, 2009

Beach, Baby, and Blah

Beach
Well, Josh and I survived our first overnight trip with the church kids. Thank goodness Long Beach is a very quiet and small beach town. We took 6 kids with us, and we pretty much had a mile of beach to ourselves, if we wanted it. We spent maybe 30 minutes total at the actual beach. Most of our time was spent in the condo's pool, which we had all to ourselves as well. We ate some great food, and I think everyone had fun. I'm glad we went, but I'm really glad that it is over. The trip wore me out and made me feel very old and pregnant. The kids would say something, I would ask what they were talking about, and I got the "you wouldn't understand, you're old" excuse. Wow, didn't think I would get that response until I was at least 30. Oh well, so much for feeling like a young whipper snapper for 6 more years.



Baby
We got to see our little peanut for the first time on Friday, July 24th. We also got to hear the heartbeat, and it was an amazing experience. Here are our 3 ultrasound pictures (taken at 8 weeks and 3 days):

According to Josh, this is our baby chillin' in an igloo wearing ear muffs.
According to Josh, our baby resembles him in this picture..."a big white blob."
And my favorite, this is our baby relaxing in a hammock while wearing sunglasses.

Blah
Well, since returning from the beach trip, the word "blah" seems to describe how I've felt. I have my good days, which luckily happened to be during the beach trip. And then I have my bad days, which worked out to be my off days this week. I guess I should be thankful it wasn't the other way around. I'm starting to get at least a little more energy on my good days. Food is still a problem for me. I seem to stick to one thing like PB&J sandwiches or chicken nuggets for days. I'm not up for Mexican of Chinese yet, and vegetables (even a nice Ceasar salad) are completely out of the question at the moment. It's like my stomach knows they are harder to digest, so it constantly refuses to let me eat them. Well, just a few more weeks of the first trimester left, and maybe I will enjoy romaine lettuce and the smell of Mexican cuisine again.

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