The unromantic side of baby growing......

Keith and I have known about our pregnancy for a whole week today and I am still getting those rushing waves of realization, mixed with excitement and fear of the unknown.

 I always thought of pregnancy as romantic, the idea of a small tiny life growing and flourishing inside the safety of your womb seems so beautiful and precious. I still fell that way, although the realities of being pregnancy are really starting to set in.  I pulled 'all-nighters' in college and was not nearly as exhausted as I am just 5 weeks into my pregnancy. Not to mention the intense nausea that is preventing me from keeping my lunch down, running to the bathroom to pee every hour, the light annoying cramping, and heartburn (I will not be eating tomato based meals for the next 8 months).  According to all of the articles that I’ve been devouring over the last week, I get to look forward to all of this for the next 6 weeks. I am really hoping and praying that’s not the case.

 I am still in awe that there is baby growing within me, even if it is only the size of a sesame seed. I was reading online that the baby's microscopic heart is beginning to beat this week and the first organ system up and running! It is just so amazing to be that all of that is already developed after only 5 weeks, God is so amazing! I feel so blessed and warm and fuzzy every time my hand brushes across my belly……