With Child

I suppose those of you who stalk my Facebook (and let's be honest, who doesn't??) have noticed my announcement concerning the newest member in my life, affectionately known as Fetus Brown (for now--just until I think of something actually cute...). I am 12 weeks along today.

Observations About My Pregnancy:

• Overall, things are going pretty well. I feel good the majority of the time, and compared to some of the horror stories I've heard (see Erin's pregnancy posts from once upon a time) I am having a perfectly comfortable experience.
• That isn't to say that I don't have my moments of sheer discomfort and such. When it hits.....it hits. 
• Symptoms to date, in no particular order: nausea (not as much anymore, but ohhhh it was bad at first), hunger, lack of appetite (an annoying contradiction), an extreme attachment to super pulpy orange juice, dill pickles (a life long love....intensified), a propensity to cry if my emotions go to far in either direction, achy joints, sore all over (especially lower back and hips), massive boobies, fatigue (waning), shortness of breath (not waning), wacko sinuses late and night and early in the morning, dry throat, GAS of a whole new breed, multiple potty breaks during the night, and reeeeeeally really weird dreams. 
• I'm sure there are a couple of miscellaneous ones, but I can't think of them right now.

Darren and I couldn't be more thrilled, and I can't help but hope that we will magically become mature enough for this new life calling by the time Fetus Brown becomes Baby Brown.

But I doubt it.