I've been working on changing the background of my blog and have been having some trouble with it. I really don't like the one that I have ended up with, but it'll have to do for now. It's too busy to me and hard to read the color of the font against the background. I guess I'll have to keep working on it or just go back to my boring old one. We'll see...
So I am still feeling really sick, though the Zofran is continuing to take the edge off a little. I've been trying to get off the couch and get out a little more (thanks to my mom giving me a lecture on how I might feel a little better if I got out a little more and tried to do more- thanks, Mom!). I've mainly found that I am just exhausted by the end of the day, but I guess that is nothing new. I should only have 6 more weeks of the morning sickness, so that is nice.
I had another ultrasound yesterday and the baby looks really good. I can't believe how much "it" has changed in just a week and a half. I scheduled my next appointment for Oct.5 and they should be able to tell the sex of the baby then. I can't wait! Jon keeps telling me to expect a boy, but I don't think anything can prepare me to hear that we are having our 3rd boy. I also can't even imagine hearing that it is a girl, so I guess we'll just have to wait and see. Obviously the most important thing is that the baby is healthy, but it's still fun to get excited about finding out what we're having. I'll let everyone know as soon as we know!
I'm not sure why I am already showing and I am only 10 weeks along. I don't remember being this big this early with either of my other pregnancies. I am seriously considering pulling out the maternity clothes already since I don't fit into any of my clothes anymore. I just don't know if I can bear to do maternity clothes yet. I might have to continue wearing big shirts and unbuttoning my pants for just a little longer!
I'd like to end this random post with a shout out to Jon. He has been putting up with a lot having me be sick and pretty much doing nothing around the house. He comes home everyday and asks what he can make me for dinner. He then plays with the kids and puts them to bed and cleans the kitchen and picks up the mess that the boys have made all day. I really love him and don't treat him as well as he deserves. I don't know how I would get through this without him. For that matter, I wouldn't be going through this if it weren't for him!!! I love you, Jon!