My Little Fig

In case I haven't told you yet, I've got a new life growing in my belly.

I don't feel pregnant yet. I just feel sick. I suppose the inability to sleep, frequent urination, omnipresent nausea, intermittent vomiting, and continuous fatigue that I feel should clue me in, but it still seems kind of unreal. I suppose it won't really feel real until I feel the baby moving around.

First visit with the doctor tomorrow, and hopefully we'll hear the heartbeat. Yea!

According to www.babycenter.com my baby has left the embryo stage and is now fully considered a fetus. Oh, I'm so proud of it! This week it is the size of a fig. I kind of miss when it was a blueberry or a kumquat. Saying "My baby is the size of a fig" just doesn't have the same ring as "My baby is the size of a kumquat."