7 weeks

What a day! Definitely sacked with exhaustion. I'm at the point in my pregnancy now where I am systematically eliminating foods from my diet because I eat them ravenously one evening and then spend the rest of the night burping them up... the next day, I don't even want to think about them.

I have a mega sensitive nose right now too. It was already very powerful after I had Neva and now it seems my olfactory abilities have further improved! 

Trying to work out every day still, weighing in at 135 pounds. 

It hit me this morning that this is the second Thanksgiving in a row that I'll be pregnant. I've never had pregnancies this close together before. The only people I've told so far are Katie and Kathleen. I'm excited to tell my parents at Christmas with everybody there. I figure the last pregnancy should have a special announcement of sorts. :)

I'm not sure if I'm already showing, or if this is just afternoon bloat, but I'm sure I'll show faster than ever with baby #4. I am thinking that this little baby's going to be a boy. Why? Well, I felt more miserable with Neva than I did for either of the boys, and at this point I don't feel quite as miserable as I remember feeling with her. 

I'm kind of glad I haven't told anyone, because it requires me to put on a brave face and suck it up because I don't want people to know I'm feeling sick and put two and two together. I feel a lot of stress with Christmas coming, and after that the shower and the wedding, and I feel like I have my head in the sand to some degree trying to avoid the reality that I have quite a lot to do right now and it's difficult caring for the kids already (three kids has been quite an adjustment, even over 11 months in!) without feeling crappy on top of it. For example, Thanksgiving is in two days and I have barely had the time or inclination to cook. I have things I need to be doing to prepare for it and instead I'm just sitting on the couch (during a rare and precious triple nap), writing this blog, because I don't want to get up!

For all my griping and whining, I am truly trying to soak up every moment of this. I realize it is very likely this is the last time I'll ever experience pregnancy sickness. My time having babies is nearly over. I try to look into each of my kids' faces every day and treasure them. This is all going by so quickly. So I suppose I don't mind if the time drags on. I guess that's another reason I've got my head in the sand regarding the upcoming events. I know that with everything ahead, the next few months are going to fly by... and with that, a few months of my pregnancy will fly by too.