8 weeks

8 weeks - already showing. Here I am all devil-may-care about telling people and then I look between my 4 and 8 week picture and I think:
 1. gosh I look tired.
 2. gosh I look nauseous
3. aw, crap I'm already getting fatter.

Matt and I may need to step it up a notch on our telling people game. One of our plans was to just wait until people started asking. His family has a disadvantage in that they see us way less, but they also have a slight advantage in that they are non-filter enough to just straight up ask me, "are you pregnant? AGAIN!?!?" Others, that I see more often, may just tiptoe around the issue... "oh, have you seen mandy - she seems to be gaining some weight..."

I don't have a tell people plan. It feels so real once you tell people! We haven't even told our children.
I really wanted to not tell until our anatomy sonogram - but that won't be until -december- so I just don't think I'm going to outsmart anyone that long.

Here is how I am feeling these days:
- oh so weak. the weakness is sort of new. I don't remember that as much with the others. I just feel like I can barely keep my body up
- yucky/nausea/funny taste in my mouth - but all around a walk in the park compared to Zoe's pregnancy and even Ana's. But I think worse than with Ben. Blah.
- THANKFUL that Fall has arrived and the temp is staying below 90. I could.not.handle.the.heat. That was the most summer I've ever endured first trimester and it just amplified my sickness.
- Nervous about my VBAC. But apparently the only other way this baby is coming out is through C-section if not VBAC and that isn't exactly my cup of tea. With my VBAC I can not be induced (so if this baby stays as cozy as Zoe, automatic C-section) and have to be -continuously- monitored during labor. Good times. And an OB has to be present (even if the midwife is on call and the one to deliver, there has to be another OB assigned to me in the hospital who will RUN in and save the day if needed).  I am trying to console myself with the fact that by 9 months I am SO sick of being pregnant that I probably won't be nervous anymore, just desperate.

the nugget!