Well, I’m 9 weeks along and still going strong. Well… as strong as I can be anyway. The morning sickness seems to have subsided- or, I have gotten control over it. I feel what would happen if I stopped taking my Unisom/B6 combo every night. Despite the fact that I feel like garbage every day, I know it could be worse. I know I’m not showing yet per say, but my pants have definitely been getting tighter. I still don’t need maternity clothes quite yet, which is fine, because I have zero motivation to actually go shop for them. I am pretty sure that I will show early and get very big- seems to be a trend in my family as my sister got very big with both her boys. I am very much looking forward to my 2nd Trimester. I am praying to be one of the lucky ones who starts feeling amazing during those weeks. I have noticed lately that my moods are all over the place. I either lash out or start crying- there’s no in between. Some poor unsuspecting guy at Burger King last night felt my pregnant wrath. All over the fact that they forgot to ring up my Sprite. Would’ve pissed me off anyway, but… OH boy. He got a couple obscenities thrown at him.
On an off note… no pun intended… I was trying to avoid watching American Idol, but got sucked right back into it. Tell me again how an amazing singer like Alaina got passed over for that ugly Amanda chick??? This show sucks. Doesn’t matter- David Archuletta is going to win it all this year by a long shot.