Time seems to be moving quickly. I can't believe I'll be 8 weeks tomorrow. Things seem to be okay so far. We saw the heart beating for the first time on Jan 14. It was the most amazing experience for both of us. I was a little nervous for the appointment, but knowing my betas looked good helped calm me a bit. We couldn't see much of anything besides the heart. My doc wanted me to come back for a follow up 2 weeks after the initial appointment, so this upcoming Wednesday (Jan 28), Cork and I will be back there for another u/s. Waiting so long to get pregnant has one advantage and that's getting to see the baby more than once or twice via u/s.

I'm feeling okay. I usually wake up around 5:30 and feel awesome. I go to the gym, work out, come home, eat breakfast and then it starts to hit. By 9:00 am every day I'm feeling off. I wouldn't say I'm nauseous, but I'm very gaggy. The thought of certain foods makes me start to gag. We had pasta with red sauce at a friends house last Sunday night. I was able to eat that, but can't eat anything tomato if I prepare it. I bought a bunch of tomatoes 2 weeks ago to make this spicy Mexican pasta dish that I love, but the tomatoes are now over the hill and have to be throw out. I couldn't make myself cook with them. Most days around noon is my worst time and I start gradually feeling better starting around 2:00 pm. By the time I go to bed, I'm exhausted, but no longer feeling quite as bad. My sister had horrible m/s with both of her kids for months, so as long as this baby is healthy, I'm counting myself lucky.

We had a very long weekend last week. We were out late all three nights and I was a wreck by Monday. I could barely function at work. I came home and slept for 2.5 hours. I'm looking forward to a much more relaxed weekend this week.