So, reality is settling in. A little bit. This is mostly due to the fact that I've been feeling nauseous for the last few days. I'm not throwing up..as of yet. It's just a low level upset-tummy that has definitely put me off my feed. Buttered toast has become my new best friend.
We've decided that we're going to tell our parents immediately but are going to try and hold off a bit longer before telling the rest of the world. Sorry, dear readers.
We're going on a cruise with the family in June, and I would be shocked if we managed to keep is a secret from everyone that entire time. I guess I could try passing the morning sickness off as sea sickness...
As far as the eating thing goes, I haven't really missed much. I don't drink a lot of alcohol or caffeine so that isn't a problem. I do miss deli meats and had I known I was going to be pregnant, well, I would have stuffed myself silly with sushi beforehand. I miss fish.
On the plus side, pregnant women aren't supposed to change the litter of cats or chickens. So I'm off barn cleaning duties for the next eight months. Poor Chris. Like he doesn't already do too much around here..
