10 weeks !!

Now that I am 10 weeks,(well, tomorrow is 10 weeks) I figured I would post an update on what all is going on with the pregnancy and my life as of late...I am not showing anymore, sadly, because of the weight I have lost from being sick all the time. I have not weighed myself, but I know that I have lost, becasue I took a picture of my tummy at 7 weeks and was bigger than it is now. The last time I ent to the ER and they knocked me out, I didn't ask for any medication which was a big no-no, since I ran out two days later which led to yet another day of kneeling to the porcelain god. After one day of that, my dear thoughtful husband who is getting sick of my being sick called the OB doctor. "We're sorry, but until she sees us for her initial appointment, we can't help you, you have to take her back the ER". So my appointment isn't until this Friday, so I then called the ER to explain and that did no good. So then as I cried into the telephone at my husband, and he probably had his ears plugged, he decided to be a saint and call the flight doctor that works at the airport and get him to call in the prescription. Oh, that man is my hero. So today has been a good day, aside from some nausea, I have been able to eat and drink and atleast move from the couch. And the weirdest thing is that I am craving milk. I can't get enough of it. For those of you that don't know this...I HATE MILK. So I have been eating bowl after bowl of cereal trying to get some food in with the milk. The favorite for this week is fruit loops. Last week was apple jacks.

As far as the family....um.....Chandler goes to school in a week, which will be a blessing. He hates being home now, and he needs the change. He loves his school and his teacher and classmates, and that is fine with me. And it will give me a little one on one time with Gracie. She definitely needs it, she is getting a little pissy with me for being so self-involved lately. She gets a little angry when she sees me hanging my head in the toilet all the time and needing to rest so often. She's 2, what can I expect?