Take me down to the corner

Well, now that the cat's out of the bag, I can tell you all my little secrets. Like how I've felt seasick since the second week of October, but I haven't been puking. And how every smell in the world is magnified 100 times for my poor little nose, and a few times a day those smells will make me gag violently (kind of sounds like a cat with a hairball). Or how pooping has become a heroic feat, and how my pants just don't fit anymore. These are all the things I've wanted to share over the past two months, but I couldn't. Oh, I feel better now.

This afternoon I'm going up to Erie for my 12 week appointment. My last visit was around 7 weeks, where we got a sonogram and I did see the heartbeat. Hopefully we'll get to hear the heartbeat for the first time today. I need that little reassurance that all is well--we've had enough problems in the past that I'm constantly worried about what could go wrong this time. I know that's not a great way to be, but it's honestly difficult not to be that way. I worry, that's just me.

In Evan news, he's doing awesome. He's at school this morning. Yesterday I got a chance to observe him in his classroom, and it was just great. I felt so proud watching him go hang his coat up and get out his job box to do his work. He's such a different kid than he was just six months ago. Of course we still have issues (mainly the screaming), but things are going so much better than they were. I'm really excited for him.

That's really all the news for now. I'm sure I'll post again after our doctor's appointment.