It's happened again!
I've caught the bug...I'm preggo again (and not just hungry for the canned pasta sauce). I'm actually fo' real pregnant! AHHHHHH!!!! What have I done? No seriously, I am very excited for this new baby. I LOOOOOOOVE Babies. I love their smell, their wrinkly bodies, the breast feeding, the rocking, the singing, hmmmmmm, need I go on? However, right from the start this baby is already different. I feel more nauseous than I did when I carried Luke (maybe it's a girl?). My energy level is nil. I'm not sure if that's because I have Luke to chase around this time? I was chasing around 12 1st graders before, so it can't be that much different. I have little to no appetite. I haven't gained any weight (which is peculiar, considering I do this even when I'm not pregnant). Poor Tim comes home from a day full of work and swoops in to make it all better (he's the bestest!). We found out the day after I got sick in my exercise class. It