pshhhh pshhhh pshhhh pshhhh

I had my first prenatal visit today!
I was soooooo hoping they would do a sonogram so I could see this little being, but no such luck. I guess I should view that as a good thing since they usually only do sonos this early if there is a problem. She said everything appeared normal (other than my wickedly wild normal nausea)

The nurse did get the doppler out to look for a heartbeat! She looked for quite awhile, and I was beginning to think maybe we wouldn't get to hear one, when......
pshhhh pshhhh pshhhh pshhhh!!! There it was! Baby heartbeat!!! It was the most beautiful sound!!! I of course cried, which made James laugh. Then I laughed, and couldn't stop, so that was the end of the baby noise! They're going to do another listen at my next visit - and I think we'll take the video camera so everyone can hear it!

It still seems so hard to believe all of this, but hearing the heartbeat made it a lot more real - still not sure it will 100% sink in until I feel it moving or until I see the sono. Maybe not even until it is born!

Craziness.......
I couldn't be happier.

7 weeks, 4 days

So, as it turns out the lovely episode of puke-age that I blogged about last time was a wicked case of food poisoning (thanks to the old turkey that I ate).

However, I have been battling morning sickness pretty well since then. I am 7 weeks and 4 days right now, which puts me smack in the middle of morning sickness territory. It sucks. I am almost always nauseated, and have to try and remember to eat - and I am almost always hungry because I hardly ever eat because I hate puking. The nausea overrides the hunger and I just force enough down to curb both the hunger and the nausea. Apparently, milk is my best friend. A cup of milk satisfies me for a good hour or so. After which, I usually jump up and run to my porcelain friend that I have seen way too much of lately.

Right now, my husband is forcing me to go out to eat with him - let's see if I can keep it down. Or even get it down.