I am now 7 weeks pregnant and I’m feeling AWFUL. I know this is a good sign and I really do feel like things are going “well” for this pregnancy. My Dr. always says, when you’re feeling awful, that’s a good thing! I’m on a stronger dose of progesterone this time around so hopefully there will be a smaller risk of miscarriage.

Lately I’ve been feeling awful and nauseous and just tired so the chores & duties I have around here have fallen a little by the wayside. I’m still doing most of them but I’m finding it much more difficult. I want to lie on the couch all day and sip juice and nibble on things to keep my nausea at bay, while watching TV or movies with Noah. Actually, getting outside in the fresh air helps too, so we’ll be doing that a lot more now that it’s warm.

Speaking of Noah, he’s now 2!! I can’t believe it. He had a wonderful time at his birthday party. A ton of people showed up and it was a tad crowded, but still a lot of fun. He had an awesome treasure chest cake and a little pirate head just for him. He enjoyed having this little cake all to himself.. although he didn’t end up eating anymore than the one slice. It wasn’t quite the mess it was last year with the cake though! Thankfully! I didn’t have to change his outfit

Then on his actual birthday his grandparents and aunt & uncle came over for a bit to see him and we had some brownies and ice cream. It was a nice time. He opened the rest of his small presents, which included big boy underwear! Haha.. yes, we gave him undies for his birthday. But hey, it’s big stuff! I’ll have to save the potty training stories for another time.. i’m exhausted and going to bed.

I’ll leave you with this though.. if you’re a mom- and especially if you’re a stay-at-home mom, you’ll appreciate this! I found it online on one of my mommy sites..

A man came home from work and found his three children outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front yard.The door of his wife’s car was open, as was the front door to the house and there was no sign of the dog.
Proceeding into the entry, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall. In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door.

As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went. He looked at her bewildered and asked, ‘What happened here today?’ She again smiled and answered, ‘You know every day when you come home from work and you ask me what in the world I do all day?’ ‘Yes,’ was his incredulous reply. She answered, ‘Well, today I didn’t do it.’