The first trimester comes to a close...well, almost!

I'm about to begin my 12th week of carrying around this little creature inside me. It's amazing how you can love someone you've never met, and who has only just become a "fetus". Yes, Bean graduated from embryo status to fetus. Our child's first graduation!


I've been lucky as far as morning sickness goes, I really have only had bouts of nasuea, no throwing up. I count my lucky stars for that. I'm not a good sick person at all and poor Clay if he had to go through Kim hurling her guts up.


Moodiness is another story though. I'm the roller coaster of emotions, up, down, sideways, I feel it all. Happy one minute, total anger the next, and then crying my eyes out. Sigh, I'm so glad Clay thinks it's cute, because there are times I can't stand to be around myself.
I'm also sleeping like a wanna-be corpse. I tried to fight it at first, but quickly gave in and I enjoy every moment of my sleep. My dreams are getting more strange with each and every night, so vivid and odd.


We have our second doctor's appointment on Friday, let's see what this leg of the adventure brings!