First Appointment

Jeff:  "She's been sick 24/7...something is wrong!  This can't be normal...Is she okay?"
To Jeff's surprise, the nurse confirmed that, although there are a handful of women who don't suffer from morning sickness (...pretty sure there is some sort of witchcraft involved there), it's completely normal for most women, and it should subside by week 12.  The nurse confirmed that I am pregnant and that Jeff should continue scooping the kitty litter box (score!)  Lucky for Jeff, the "female" exam isn't until the second appointment. 

I'm looking forward to the 12-week ultrasound.  Although the baby's gender isn't typically learned until the 20-week ultrasound, the nurse said that, if the baby is positioned exactly right, we may be able to tell.  But, either way, we'll definitely know if there are multiples in there!

In the meanwhile, Jeff has been very supportive.  He made a wonderful chicken dinner last night, which I told him I wouldn't be able to stomach, right before he set the table.  He makes daily trips to the grocery store to purchase whatever it is that I think I can stomach that day (note to self:  pizza is a very bad decision and will inevitably result in a bonding moment between my face and the toilet bowl).  He's been on dish duty for the past week and a half.  I can tell this is all starting the wear him out...he was asleep by 8:30 last night.