
Oh joy oh rapture. 6 weeks and counting. 148 pounds. No morning sickness, no food aversions. But my boobs really hurt, I am quite tired, and I had a pretty serious bloody nose yesterday. Ryan immediately went to the baby book and found this was common. Phew. Not to worry. He also found that my stuffy nose was common. But overall, I feel good. Christy and I even walked a half maration last weekend in 3:34:56.
I think my emotions are starting to get the best of me. Poor Ryan. The hardest thing about all of this is not having my mom. Since she died, I never really felt scared not having her around. But I am scared now. I know I will be a great mom, but I don't know if I will be a great pregnant person. It is very lonely without her. I do have women in my life who mean the world to me, but nobody can replace your mom. She is the one who carried me. I want to know if I am experiencing the same things she did. I am so paranoid right now.
Thank goodness for Ryan. And my orange teddy bear cat. They are both willing to cuddle when I am sad. And who wouldn't want to cuddle with these? 


