Another week

We're at about week 12 now. Yesterday was the first day Chris witnessed a queasy moment. Of course its during church. "Our Father, who..." uh, need to breath and perhaps sit down. Generally my queasy moments are fairly mild and short lived. This one was a little more intense but eventually went away. Another one came around a few hour later, back to the mild, but lasted a little longer. I think cuz weekends I don't snack the same as I do when I'm at work. Someone got hungry and angry, I suppose. But things are back to normal now. Chris said I scared him. Welcome to my world. No two days are every really the same or as predictable as before.

I have to suck it in a little more when I'm walking around work. They don't know yet. Hopefully by the end of next month I'll be a permanent employee and then I can tell them. We're keeping our fingers crossed. But if you've known me for a while, you know my silhouette hasn't change in the last 10 years. So little changes are fairly noticable on me, if you're paying attention. But guys are dense and my work environment is 90% men. I'm used to it. That's what happens when you're a girl and go to school and work where the guy to girl ratio is like 10:1... you learn how oblivious the male species can be.... not all, but a lot of them. =)