There's a part in here where I talk about boobs

And here is my dear child at 10 weeks via fuzzy cell phone pics:

Things I've learned from pregnancy:

-I need to teach my daughters how to burp. It will help prevent vomiting when (if) they get morning sick themselves. Because if you can't burp . . . you puke.
-I HAVE BOOBS NOW. And I love them.
-People treat you differently, from thinking what you have is a contagious disease to overly joyful to dealing out unsolicited advice. For the most part, people have been good to me.
-I really really really hate taking pills.
-I'm pretty. As sick as I feel, I've been in pj's and no make-up long enough that when I do take the time to doll myself up, I feel pretty.
-And skinny. I haven't gained any weight aside from baby; then again, that's because I throw up all the time. But I think I'll be like my mother and stay petite forever. Goodness, I hope so. Petite is the only way I know how to be.

 . . . and the number one thing pregnancy has taught me:
-it's entirely possible to become accustomed to throwing up on a regular basis, and not be grossed out by it.

Welcoming the Good Ghost

Well, I've decided to start a blog with a new name. Not sure when I'll go public with it, the time will come.

I'm pregnant! 16 weeks along, and I love it. I don't love the nausea, vomiting, headaches, backaches, leg aches, heart aches, etc. . . . but I am SO HAPPY to be having a little Seve & Jules baby.

This experience has been very strange. I missed about three months of work. My first trimester (actually, my first four months) were like living in another dimension. I was so sick that I simply stayed home all the time, and luckily my job let me work from home so I could still bring in some paychecks and make rent. But I was cooped up in my room all the time, and Seve was always gone for school and theatre stuff . . . I was alone all the time and grew pretty miserable. It was easy to forget that I was pregnant and just feel like I was dying.

Well, now that I'm  feeling better (less vomiting, able to get up and walk around and have conversations with people) I feel much happier, and like I'm finally able to enjoy the experience of being pregnant. Back when I first got the positive pregnancy test, I was under the impression my pregnancy would be "fabulous;" full of shopping for hip maternity wear, eating healthy organic meals, taking pregnancy yoga classes . . . yeah. I'm lucky if I can get down the stairs, much less out of bed.

Anyway, when I gave up, er, living, I also gave up blogging. I didn't mean to, it was just another byproduct of feeling so sick all the time. Being on my laptop made me dizzy, so I only dedicated laptop-time to working and nothing else. In fact, I'm dizzy right now after writing this much, so, er . . . I'm out.

BUT FIRST. A picture of my latest favorite music maker.

Theophilis London is wonderful.