8 weeks, 5 days [2 months]

Never in my life have I ever experienced the type of continued nausea that I am feeling at this moment.  It's like I feel the need to strap a trash can around my neck.  I've only vomited once and it wasn't pretty.  We keep a big bowl by our bed in case and I am so happy it was there.

Joel is a big believer in "you shouldn't have to clean up your own throw-up," so before I knew it, he took the bowl and was cleaning it out.  I was embarrassed at first because it's just gross, but he quickly made me feel like I had thrown up daisies and sunshine.  He later admitted that he only gagged twice, haha.  I can't express how grateful I am to have him.  He continues to outdo himself in affection and attention during my incapacitation that I can hardly stand it.  I told him that he needed to pace himself because there is a long road ahead of us, but he just grinned his grin, shook his head, and said "don't be silly."

We finally told our community group, which I was so excited about doing.  They were great and even started shouting out "J" names to help us on our quest for boy names, haha.  While I love telling people the news, part of me just wants to be 12 wks or showing and for everyone just to know I'm pregnant.

Joel got to tell the elders last night and came home saying how excited they were for us.  No one knew except for our pastor and were so surprised at the news.  I'm glad Joel will have a good group to go to if he ever needs to as far as advice and encouragement.  I can't imagine how dads must feel, not being pregnant and having to chip in more than ever and run errands.

Other symptoms:

• tired/ fatigue
• soreness in knockers has decreased big time
• knockers are much bigger and I actually fill out my bra
• metallic taste in mouth is gone  
• face has cleared up again
• having hard time sleeping