Six Weeks In

It's my sixth week of pregnancy. They (and by "they," I mean books, magazines, and websites) say that your first little heartbeats have begun. You're doing a lot of growing this week, and you're about 1/17 of an inch long. Your eyes, ears, and mouth are beginning to form, and you have little bumps where your armins and legs will grow.

Armins = Once when I was little, I kept telling your Grama Schulz that my armin hurt. She couldn't figure out what I was saying. Finally she realized that I thought my arms were called armins, because when she dressed me, she would say, "Put your arm in."

They also say that nausea should be really bad this week; however, (knock on wood) I haven't had any morning sickness yet. I've been more tired but, overall, feel pretty great. Usually, I'm taking something for a headache every other day, but I haven't had one for weeks. I'm eating better and exercising more consistently again, and it just feels good taking care of you. I have only two complaints so far. One, this pregnancy has taken the joy out of coming home and ripping my bra off. It actually feels better to wear a bra. Two, no wine. I'll just leave it at that.

Friday morning, I felt funny in the shower. I felt a little dizzy and thought I might get nauseous, which made me worry about morning sickness. And I think I just got all worked up. I stood there and focused on breathing for a minute, and it went away. I get hiccups almost every day. What's up with that?

Your dad and I have been taking walks most days. We usually talk about you the whole time--how I'm feeling, how he feels, what we found out about pregnancy that day, plans for your birth, plans for your life, how we'll raise you. The list goes on and on. You're our favorite topic these days, baby Bean. You make our life more interesting.