When a speck is not a speck...

Our baby has been lovingly referred to as "Speck" since we found out I was pregnant. With this baby, I was having some "issues" so I was at the doctor early on and had a positive test at 3 weeks and 4 days. That is about as early as you can possibly tell. We began to refer to the baby as "speck" because it truly was just a tiny speck. Luke kept asking when he could feel the baby and that made it a little more understandable to him.

Anyway....I am almost 11 weeks! So, now little "speck" isn't a speck anymore. Speck is now the size of a lime! Can you believe that? A lime.... Even though this is my third baby, it is still all a miracle to me. How anyone can go through this and doubt that there is a Creator is beyond me.

So....little speck is the size of a lime, is almost totally formed (right down to developing tooth buds under his/her gums!), has hiccups, and is swimming around inside of me. The boys saw a photo and said "It looks like a baby!" I think they were a little fascinated with the alien photos or the ones that looked like shrimp. (They creeped me out though.)

Mommy is....bleh. Still not great. Lots of queasy feeling, lots of upset stomachs, lots of nausea and vomiting, lots of being tired. Although it has been a full 7 days since I last threw up. Progress? I guess. Mostly, I am tired and sad. I've been feeling bad since conception (hence, the trip to the dr.) and I am really ready to feel better. It is like a stomach flu that doesn't end. I'm starting to get a little depressed. I know this is true because I barely speak 200 words a day. I know, right? My poor boys....my poor husband....they don't know what to do without me running around, talking their heads off. Standing up too fast makes me dizzy so I'm praying the fainting doesn't start. And while I haven't really gained any weight YET...I know it is coming. The "thickening" has already started. My pants don't fit but it is way too soon for maternity clothes. I had a pair of size 6 jeans from the gap stored in my closet from when Luke was a baby and I've been wearing those everywhere. (Of course, tonight we had to go to Wal-mart because Target didn't have some school stuff I needed and Steve pointed out I'd blend in just fine if I wanted to wear my jammy pants there.)

So, basically I am ready to be done with this first trimester. It has been long and hard and has made me pay for every day I yearned and cried for a baby. If I felt more "pregnant" I think it would be easier to handle. Once the baby is moving and kicking and I know the gender, those are all tangible things to focus on. Right now I just feel terrible and I am ready for that to pass.

Meanwhile, we found the funniest thing ever and I wanted to share....Gotta get my laughs where I can these days!

Source: stumbleupon.com via Brandy on Pinterest