38 years/14 weeks

Yesterday was my 38th birthday. Happy birthday me! I got so many emails and Facebook wishes that I felt very popular and loved. I talked to Jen and Kris and Joe on the phone, along with my whole family, and it was just a great day. It also was the final day of Birthday Week, where Jason basically has to be my servant for a week while I get to sleep, laze and generally sloth around. It's the most wonderful time of the year!

Yesterday also marked the beginning of week 14 of this pregnancy and it started with me violently retching into the toilet. I thought the morning sickness was supposed to end at the first trimester. Happy birthday to me! I had about 4 days of no nausea at all, and man, I felt great! I felt like the sun was shining again (I know I live in San Diego and the sun shines most days, so I guess I mean figuratively). I felt like a human - alive again! I started thinking, "That first trimester wasn't so bad." Then, on the 5th day, I got out of the shower and puked my guts out. I've been sick ever since.

So that's basically it - maybe I'll post again when the puking stops for good. Or when I have baby pics - whichever comes first.