Week 12 has been the best week of pregnancy I have had since about week 4 or 5. I think some of the sickness is phasing out, and I was actually able to stay up until 10:00 Wednesday night to watch all of Lost. (High priority) Of course last night, I fell asleep on the couch at 9:00. I still have moments of paying homage to the porcelain gods, but those moments have been less this week. Another good thing this week is I seem to have overcome my aversion to chicken. M made a chicken dish Thursday that I was able to eat, and then last night I had a chicken pita. Just eating in general has become easier the past few days, and I am looking forward to the days when I can pig out like the typical pregnant woman with my ice cream and nachos. I am not quite there yet.
I believe I am getting the very beginning of a baby bump. It is not much to speak of yet, but when I attempt to suck in my gut, the bump remains. It is a very strange realization that this whole experience is happening. I am looking forward to my appointment on the 3rd - hoping we get a chance to see baby since we haven't seen him/her since he/she looked like a grain of rice.
Hubby was talking about names last night. This is going to be a long process, I think. As a school teacher, there are names that are immediately eliminated because of the horrible memories they conjure up. Plus, I also have a prejudice against girl names that remind me of girls who were snotty and mean back in my childhood. Unfortunately, one of those names M loves. It is a cute enough name, but all I can think of is the snobby girl. Perhaps I will post some of our ideas in a future post.