I thought maybe I was going to get lucky. Nope. This past Friday the nausea set in and it's been coming in waves ever since. But - I'm kind of looking at it as a good sign. Something's going on in there! And my pants are feeling tighter so there's that.
I think I'm about 6 weeks. And this is all I want to eat.
This morning I had some juice, choked down an egg, then followed it up with some sour cream and onion chips. I can feel the same sweets aversion that I had with Karlyn beginning too. I'm like, give me salt and cheese please! Maybe that means another girl? Or not.
I cannot wait for our appointment. 11 days!