Eight weeks!

I am now eight weeks along! I only have seven more months to go. Does not sound like a lot now! I have had the best week yet. I am not constantly nauseous anymore, but I just feel bad all the time. I do pretty good most days though. One or two days this week I felt pretty normal for most of the day. Today was one of those days. I am so thankful for the good days. I have figured out that getting up early really helps me to feel better. For some reason, when I sleep until nine, I wake up SO sick. When I get up at seven everyday, I feel good for most of the day. Go figure. See Hila, it is like I have a real job now, I have to get out of bed. Aren't you proud?

I have not had any really cravings yet, not strange ones anyway. I just want carbs. I could eat a cheese pizza every other day. A baked potato is a good meal too. Breads are just so filling. If I eat something that really fills me up at dinner, I feel better for the rest of the night. So I like to eat more than I normally would, so I will be really full. Sigh. Whatever works! I took pics of me for my eight week mark. I don't like them, but I am too lazy to redo them. I never wear make up anymore, so this is how I look for now. Rough. Oh well. Least of my worries. I have been wanting sweets a lot too, although I don't know if it is really pregnancy related or just my sweet tooth. I do know that Oatmeal cream pies are manna from heaven and I could eat one every day. I don't, but I really could. LOL. Jon is good to me. I had been wanting and Oatmeal cream pie for a few days and he went out to a couple of gas stations until he found one that had them and bought me one! My knight in shining armour. He is good to me.