On the downside, week eleven brought an increase in nausea. It is becoming more and more difficult to control. Here's the thing though. Since becoming pregnant, I've had three different friends and acquaintances lose their babies at 7, 12, and 16 weeks. As much as I'm truly not enjoying this nausea, I'm trying my hardest to be grateful for the reason.
I've gained five pounds in the first trimester. That's actually quite a low number for me. I typically gain 10 or more, though I have no idea how with all the nausea. Looking forward to moving into the second trimester and Lord-willing, a decrease in the nausea.
Oh! And a side-note and non-pregnancy related, Daniel finally cut his first tooth - just shy of 15mo old!
Until next time...