I feel things are changing though. I'm starting to surface a little more. I still feel nauseous but I can eat more than two bites at a time now. I can stay awake more than 3 hours without a cat nap. I feel myself waking up. Which is kind of like waking up after after a disaster really. Only the apocalypse happened on my looks. My surface looks road construction, all tore up with a jackhammer. My hair is longer, but my roots are out of control. My nails and toenails are out sorts. I am pudgy and sore.
BUT. I'm here. Talking and walking. Standing upright a little more. My facial muscles are relaxing and I'm smiling. Coworkers say I look much less green these days. All of which is AWESOME.
I am ten weeks today. The baby has fingernails. Her arms and legs are moving. I can't feel her yet but soon . . soon. so yeah. Here's to surfacing. And ten weeks. Every week is a miracle.
So happy am I!
I realize this video was about the number 12 but sue me. There are no decent sesame street videos about number 10.