A train! A train! Could you, would you, on a train?
I have, I have on a train, on a bus, and on a plane.
On the stairs, and in the rain.
In a in a car, and in a tree.
It is so horrible, so horrible, you see.
I can do it here or there,
I have BARFED pretty much everywhere!
That's a pretty accurate representation of my life these past three months. I have lost almost 10-15lbs and haven't gained much back. It's the first time since high school since I have been in the 120's club. I'm excited that this sickness has subdued itself for the most part, but I still find myself heaving over the toilet after brushing my teeth and other random activities. So yeah you haven't seen my face in a while, I'm officially 15 weeks, and the baby is the size of an apple... but my visual aide is the biggest potato I had in my pantry (I have no apples.) I have been holding off from announcing this for so long because I had literally no idea how far along I was and I was waiting for an ultrasound picture.

I finally had my ultrasound three days ago but no picture... The nurse told me "your husband can't come in and we do not give any pictures" Rude! Luckily I sweet-talked her into letting McKay into the room and he got to see the little thing jump around like a crazy person. Our due date: Feb 9th. It looked like it was really hyper or throwing a tantrum, the way it kept arching its back and kicking its legs over and over. Very cool, but no picture for us.
So, not much of a belly really. Not really surprising anyway since I have been majorly sick. All food sounds gross, except fruit, but that is getting better. If you have any pregnant-lady recipe recommendations I would greatly appreciate it. And you know those pregnant-lady classes? Apparently I don't live in America anymore because they only offer them in SPANISH?! What the heck?
Also, when I was in Maryland I went to go get maternity shirts at Kohls with my mom and everyone shopping there was like 38-45yrs old. Maybe I was just feeling self conscious, but I'm pretty sure they thought I was a pregnant teenager who was probably 14 or 15 years old. Who ever says looking young is a blessing has got it all wrong.
That was probably information overload, but oh well. That's all for now folks!