Uhhh...hi?

Wow, I can't believe I just did this procedure to get a blog. I doubt anyone will ever look at it, ever. I feel like an idiot. Oh well! So... what should I say, in this momentous first entry? I should either be very self-conscious, and not say anything too personal, or pour my heart and guts out, in support of my theory that no one will ever look at it but me. Realistically, I guess I will end up doing something in between. Since the ostensible purpose of the blog is to fill my family and friends in on how I am doing with this pregnancy, I guess I can start by saying that it's Jan. 9 and it has been four days since I last threw up, which feels like a major winning streak. I am making an effort not to get too cocky about it, since the last time I got cocky and declared myself better, I threw up the very next day, which happened to be New Year's Day. I also threw up on Christmas morning. I hope everyone feels suitably sorry for me.

As I am writing I am sucking on something called a "Preggie Pop" that I discovered at a maternity store. I hate to give credence to anything with a cute, diminutive form of "pregnant" in its title ("preggie" should definitely be banned as an adjective), but it is helping me. The ants ate my last bag of preggie pops, so these ones are safely protected in a ziplock bag. I discovered ants in my underwear drawer a few days ago. I have decided to let them take over this apartment. To do anything else would just be too much effort.

The only flavor of preggie pop I can't eat is the ginger one. I ate so much ginger when I was first getting sick that now just the smell of it makes me want to barf.

Bye.