I know, I know. It's been FOREVER!

I've been really bad about updating. I haven't done any pg updates or updates on Gabriella. The reality is I have had no desire to look at a computer at all. I have to do it for work, but the idea of being on the computer for non work reasons makes my head hurt.

I have a few new belly pics which I need to post. Otherwise this pg seems to be going by slow and fast at the same time. I'm excited to almost be in week 9 but I just want to be out of 1st tri already. Symptoms wise...ugh, well I had super duper nausea from right before week 6 through about a week ago. Since then its been kinda ebbing and flowing. Rather than being constantly nauseous, I'm just constantly queasy with momentary nausea. My boobs are friggin huge. I've gone up nearly 2 cup sizes and they HURT. Its amazing, post BFing they lost so much density and now they're like a bag of rocks all over again. Fatigue is meh. Some days I'm ok, others I'm more tired. Today would probably be my most exhausting day yet (more on that in a sec). I've generally been going to bed about an hour earlier and that seems to keep daytime fatigue at bay. I have major aversions. Mexican food? BARF! Chinese food? BARF! Italian food? BARF! Its weird, I only know what I feel like eating right as I'm starting to get hungry. Then I have to scramble to get what feels ok to eat (in terms of meals at least).

Gabriella is super adorable. She's talking so much - it really amazes me. She's starting to put 2 words together more often and its just so cute. One phrase I was not a fan of was "Mama! Ouch!" (this was last night). Gabriella smashed her finger in a TV cabinet at the daycare lady's house and over the course of 4 days the blood that has pooled under her bruised nail got infected...so her finger got infected. During the day she is ok. She can use her finger normally and isn't protecting it. The problem is that she used this finger (her right ring finger) and her index finger to suck on to soothe herself to sleep. Well, she hasn't really been able to do that so its been wreaking havoc on her (and my) sleep. How do I send daddy in the room when she's crying "Maaaaamaaaaa...ouch!" Poor monkey. She's on meds for it and hopefully that and the Motrin will give her some more permanent relief soon!