six weeks and counting...

So, my friends warned me about week 6, about the pregnancy symptoms really kicking in. And now here I am, nauseous. As I told my husband a few days ago, "Yes, morning sickness is a misnomer. It's more like all day sickness." I'd read it, and it's true.

The hard part is, I love food. I always have. But first thing in the morning, when I wake up, the thought of even my most favorite food makes me want to hurl. Nothing sounds good. I evenutally eat something, because I'm hungry and my body needs the nutrients, and then it's okay, but it's definitely not fun. Repeat above at lunch and again at dinner.

And, the weirdest things are sounding good to me. Last night I ate a bean burrito from Taco Bell for dinner and then had a huge bowl of fruit around 9pm.

I've tried saltines, but they don't really work. I'm going to try taking my prenatal with a large glass of water before bed, in case that's contributing to the sickness.

But the symptoms remind me there is an amazing, creative process taking place within me. Millions of cells are being produced as I write this blog entry.