So - let's be honest. I am a violent person to begin with. Pregnancy has amplified that trait in me. From wanting to bitch slap the co worker who has never been pregnant when she called symptoms "mind over matter" to practically wanting to castrate my husband for saying that he didn't need any more females in his family...

I am super excited, but I am just so damn sick. And the tickers with the fruit sizes and cartoon embryos just don't seem to be doing it for me this week. I got violently sick not too long ago and made my husband remind me that it was worth it.

Long story short? I can't wait until we go in for our first Ultra Sound on Wednesday so that we can see the baby moving and I will have a picture and constant reminder that I have a sweet person growing inside of me and that in approximately 7 months I will get to meet him/her and kiss them and love them and give them everything they could need, cause THAT is the part of motherhood that I am looking forward to!

Just needed to vent. Sleep tight.