Yup, that would be me.
Nausea, migraines, tiredness.
Insane grouchiness toward Abigail.
Crazy guilt over grouchiness.
We weren't telling till 12 weeks because of our history, but I have trouble coming up with posts when I am holding on to such big news. And this may explain why I haven't been posting as much.
Went to the doctor yesterday and saw baby's heartbeat.
With all the complaining of symptoms, I should note that the worse I feel the less scared I am of miscarrying. So God's grace is manifest in my feeling pretty terrible.
The adoption is put on hold. Thankfully before anyone chose us.
(I hope Chris forgives me for spilling the beans. Though I usually am the bean spiller.)