10 weeks in 10 States

Ten weeks along now and we are starting to feel like I'm pregnant and not just overdosing on the Dunkin Donuts (finally!). Though Dunkin Donuts was our morning coffee date a couple times in Florida since it was just a block from our condo. Florida was beautiful, hot, and sunny. Everything we would've hoped for. The hottest days it rained in the beings, cooling it down and bringing in a sweet ocean breeze. Exactly what we needed before coming back to reality this coming week. But not too quickly of course. As I write this (because what else do you do when stuck in the car for 8 hours?), we're just south of Cleveland, OH where Mike will be for the next week getting trained for some work accreditation. Perfect timing, because it gives us a couple more days to come back to "reality" before jumping into or busy lives at home in Wisconsin, and Mike's work of course is covering the whole thing. So yay for a second week of "vacation" :) We've now managed to hit 10 states in less than a week: Wisconsin (obviously), Illinois, Indiana, Kentucky, Tennessee, North Carolina, South Carolina, Georgia, Florida, and Ohio. That's a lot of driving! (about 2,740 miles so far... wow). But boy do we have a lot of pictures, and saw many many beautiful views of the Midwest and Southeastern US. We'll be sure to post a link to the gallery of our travels later.

The nausea did hit on our way down to Florida, but it appeared to be associated with driving in the car and having an empty tummy. So, per the doctor, I was told to rest a lot and eat a lot, and enjoy the beach a lot- and she sent me a prescription for zofran down to Florida, just in case.

For now, as far as I'm concerned, I look something like a cross between Dolly Parton and a Cabbage Patch Doll. Mike has been the perfect husband per the usual, assuring me I'm beautiful and that "you can't even tell" (seriously, he's a real charmer). But there is that bump that looks more like a pudge pocket right now than a baby bump. I'm praying in a couple more weeks, I'll look a little more pregnant and a little less Dolly. For now, I suppose this will have to do.

We did have our first ultrasound at about 9 weeks, and met our little blob for the first time and heard his or her heartbeat which was REALLY neat :) Mike really loved hearing the heartbeat (which was beating at about 150 beats/min, which is more than twice as fast as my own heart beat, but perfect for a baby!). And, thankfully (for us), there's only one. No twins for us (Hallelujah!).

Here's the 9 week ultrasound. Meet our blob :)