the blob

earlier this week i was feeling pretty impressed by myself. eight weeks pregnant & i hadn't thrown up once. silly, silly erica... luckily we have a very clean toilet and a nice fluffy rug that i spend a lot of quality time with.


other than living off of water and saltines (from ireland, nontheless... yum!), life is swell. we're slowly unpacking boxes, we're both working, and it still seems weird that christmas is in THREE days! we don't even have a christmas tree... not to worry, though, i'm going to make my own version later today!


we went in on tuesday for our first appointment, complete with ultrasound. i know this is silly, but on the drive over i kept thinking, "oh man, what if i'm really not pregnant? i mean, i peed on a stick, and i feel pretty nauseous, but still...". i was actually genuinely concerned, as dumb as that seems. i mean, how would you tell people? "remember how i told you i was pregnant?  yup, just kidding!!! ha ha ha... good one, huh?" d'oh!


so when they did the ultrasound, the whole time i was thinking "please find something, please find something"... and there it was! i remember seeing other people's ultrasound photos and thinking, "whatever, it's just a weird little blob. i could spill some juice and make a cooler looking blob that that..."


i was wrong!! i have the cutest tiny blob ever and i love it! that, along with the super quick heartbeat was enough to relieve my irrational fears and bring a little bit of happiness to my otherwise unhappy stomach :)


so here you go... meet, our blob!

(the photo was taken by my phone in a moving car, so it's not the most flattering photo... poor little guy)