Week 11

I don't have a fancy title for this week since Christmas just passed. It was weird to think this was our last Christmas as just a family of two (or three if you count our dog). Christmas will be less focused on us next year and more focused on the peanut growing inside of me. Not that Christmas is every "just focused on us" but with a new baby, we're likely to be easily forgotten. Or so says my father-in-law.

My pants are tighter as my belly is expanding a little each day. I'm starting to have cravings, and my husband made his first craving run the other night at 8pm. For cinnamon buns. We both enjoyed that tasty snack I might add. I go back to the doctor's next Wednesday for a first trimester screening and I'm excited to see how developed our peanut is. 5 weeks ago he or she was just a ink blot on the screen. We should be able to see arms and legs and a defined head now. My energy levels are picking back up slowly but surely. I stayed awake until 11:00 last night. It's probably been 11 weeks since that's happened.

All in all we're doing well. Hello Week 11!