15w1d

I wish I would have started this earlier, as soon as I found out I was pregnant, but I suppose my posts would look something like this: "sick, blah blah, tired, blah blah, irritiable, blah blah, cramping, blah blah, barfing, blah blah, tired!"

So, I'll begin here, week 15, day 1!

I'm still fighting with morning sickness...a fight that is sort of beginning to seem like a losing battle. I keep hearing "it gets better" but I'm beginning to wonder when exactly that will be! I'm not doing a very good job of keeping the end result in mind. I need to remember how beautiful this baby will be when it is in our arms and how I'm sure that the nightmare of morning sickness will be but a faint memory after he/she makes its debut into the world.

I'm finally gaining some weight and showing just a little. I suppose if you didn't know me or know I was pregnant you'd probably thing I just have a pudgy tummy, but thankfully it's still manageable under a baggy shirt. I did, however, splurge and buy my first pair of maternity pants! Miles (hubby) and I went to Village Maternity in University Village and found a perfect pair that make my tummy comfortable and doesnt require me to unbutton a top button when I sit down!!

I also started ordering things for the nursery- our theme is Winnie the Pooh, very gender neutral since we don't know for another 2 weeks or so. Today the Winnie the Pooh rug arrived; it is so cute!  So far we have a Pooh rug, Pooh light, Pooh night light and Eyeore and Tigger stuffed animals (in addition to a ton of cute blankets, onsies and toys). I am still waiting for the crib sheet, fluffy blanket, hamper and mobile that I ordered last week. Can't wait to post picts!!

I almost forgot to update on daddy Miles! I think it was hard for him, at first, to know how to help when I was throwing up or feeling uneasy about the pregnancy. It's been amazing to watch God and Christian community speak into him and help him grow in his understanding of pregnancy and how to support me (and vice versa!) I am so blessed to have a husband who is trying so hard to take as much of the burden off of me as possible. This morning I received a text from him, thanking me for carrying our baby. Is that love or what?!