8 weeks

Two months down, 7 to go! The baby is the size of a kidney bean now and is constantly moving and shifting, although I can't feel it. Webbed fingers and toes are poking out from our baby's hands and feet, the eyelids practically cover the eyes, breathing tubes extend from the throat to the branches of developing lungs, and the "tail" is just about gone. In the brain, nerve cells are branching out to connect with one another, forming primitive neural pathways. I get the feeling that I'm having a boy, but the external genitals still haven't developed enough to reveal the sex.

This past week has been pretty uneventful. The morning sickness seems to have gotten a bit better. I still feel queasy, but haven't vomited this week. The worst part has been the fatigue. I am so tired! I've been going to bed earlier, which has helped me in the mornings, but that 2 o'clock slump is a killer. I almost started crying at work the other day because I just wanted to go home and sleep! I had planned to go home for Arkalalah this weekend, but decided I'd stay home and rest. I'm not sure I could handle the crowds and excitement right now.

Joe has been great. He's excited about being a father and shows it by taking care of me. He basically let's me get my way on everything, and I admit that I'm taking advantage of it. The only thing that's he's really stood up to me about is names. I'm not sure that we'll ever agree on a name. We've decided to postpone further baby naming discussions until we find out the sex of the baby, which would limit our choices by about half, and make it easier. Feel free to recommend names, so long as you won't get your feelings hurt if we don't use them!