Eight

How Far Along: 8 weeks

Size of Peanut: Cranberry bean.  WTF is that?  I also saw raspberry.  I think we will go with that instead.

Total Weight Gain: This information is unclear.  Sorry that I'm not sorry I had been avoiding the scale at all costs before I took this test.  Ice cream and beer both taste really good in the summertime, and they both may or may not have been part of my daily caloric intake for the past 3 months.  I'm going to assume my starting weight was "x".  In which case, I've gained 2 pounds.

Maternity Clothes: Nope.  But see previous note about weight gain this summer, here's hoping my old maternity clothes still fit.  I will say that due to the size of my current boobs, I'm really looking forward to some fall/winter clothes so I can cover these bad boys up and end the porn star persona I've been putting forth these last few weeks.


Sleep: HAHAHAHAHAHA.  Let's just say it's going to be a long 9 months.  Back pain problems +  toddler sleep problems + dog with cancer problems = not many restful nights.  Could someone please inform Samantha that mommy and daddy need her to start sleeping all the way through the night again, preferably until about 7:30am every day?  Much appreciated, thanks.

Gender: Since my first trimester with Sam was relatively uneventful, my early inclinations this time around are boy.  But I honestly don't know, and I honestly don't care.

Movement: Would I be crazy if I said I feel like I have felt some things going on in there?  I obviously know it's not any arms or legs flailing about, but I swear there is something going on in there.

Food Cravings: Anything bland.  See my next response...

Symptoms:  I. Am. So. Nauseous.  At first I was like oh this isn't too bad, I will be fine.  Just a few waves of nausea throughout the day, no big deal.  But as the weeks have gone on, it has gotten worse and worse.  I feel sick literally all day, from the minute I wake up to the minute I go to bed.  To put how bad this has been in perspective: in the last week I have turned down both Chipotle and Graeters due to the thought of both of them inducing my gag reflex.  What the what!?
Additionally, my boobs are huge, my back hurts like a muthaaa, and even though I feel like dog poo and nothing sounds good, I'm basically hungry all the time.  Oh, and I'm pretty sure people that are interacting with me are probably concerned that I'm suffering from narcolepsy as I have the sudden urge to fall asleep wherever I am about 348 times per day.  Pregnancy is awesome!  SIKE.

What I Miss: NOT FEELING LIKE SHIT.

What I am Looking Forward to:  March 31st?  Oh, you mean I need to choose something in the relatively near future?  Okay.  I am looking forward to meeting our new niece this weekend.  Jake's brother and his wife had a baby in June and they live in NYC, so we haven't met Miss E yet and she will be here this weekend.  I'm excited to meet her!  I'm also looking forward to a hopefully nausea free second trimester.

Sam's Tidbits:
If I'm going to start blogging again, I might as well try to document Sam's life while I'm at it.  I'm sure this will all go down the toilet again once this new baby gets here, but I'll make a valiant effort while I can!
-I have come to believe that my child is the funniest toddler I've ever met.  Now, I haven't met that many toddlers in my life (before I had kids, I avoided kids at all costs), but she is pretty damn funny.  This past week Jake was putting her to bed and she said "Daddy, you are not cute, go get Mommy!"  Where does she get this stuff?
-Sleep has been somewhat of an issue in our house as of late.  Up until about a week ago, Sam had been in our room every night for about 2 weeks straight.  We tried getting her back in her bed to not much avail, and most nights she eventually ended up on our floor (not ideal, but better than our bed as far as I'm concerned).  Things have been getting increasingly better now that we've implemented a stricter bedtime routine, but they still aren't great.  I hope she gets it back together soon.