Um... hello, again.

So, I have been ACHING to blog for awhile now. I have a few picture to post, and some things to say. Mostly pictures, really. Here is my excuse this time: My computer broke. Actually, both my phone and computer broke right about at the same time. I have been without a screen larger than 2"x3" for over a month now, as well as without a keyboard. I hear you can blog via a smart phone, but that is way too complicated for me. Plus, I mostly like to put pictures up, and I can't do that through my phone unless they are just cell phone pictures. I think. Anyway. Too much effort, in other words.

BUT. Guess what? I finally, today, have a functioning computer. It's quite a little beauty, too. I didn't feel bad about getting it either because mine actually broke. I took it in to the Genius Bar and everything, and it was the logic board that stopped functioning. I don't know a lot about what that means, but from what it sounded like, it was gonna be a pain, and expensive to fix, all for a 6 year old computer. No thanks. I took it as a sign it was time for me to upgrade.

So, here is an update on my stomach:

11 weeks! I'm doing good, going strong! Still very nauseated. Still no throwing up.

 Baby is the size of a lime at 11 weeks. Apparently. All the food comparisons don't make sense to me. I mean, what peach is smaller than a lemon? I must have only ever seen tiny lemons or huge peaches.

Nearing the end of the 1st trimester! Finally. I thought I was going to feel 100% by the end of this week, but...

 Baby is plum size. In this picture, I was so excited that I was going to start feeling better! I actually kind of was feeling a little better, I thought.

13 weeks. This was by far the worst week. I lost 4-5 lbs this week, but you can't tell. :)

 But in week 13, when baby was the size of a peach, I finally threw up. It felt so good. I sorta wished I had been able to do that all along. Also, I had some kind of bug, so I happened to take off my one and only day for sickness during my pregnancy. So far.

14 weeks. Definitely a little bump!

 Finally starting to feel a little bit better. Baby is the size of a lemon. I'm also starting to crave carbs like crazy, and stopped having much nausea.

15 weeks. I forgot the 16 week picture. Actually,  Brad prolly reminded me, but I let it slide. Now I regret it. Oh well. 

No more nausea! Here I feel like my bump was starting to be a little more obvious, when baby was the size of a naval orange. However, now, I think I was just feeling bigger, and hoping people knew it was because I was pregnant.

17 weeks...

This was the week baby was the size of an onion, at 17 weeks.

18 weeks. 

The pictures just look worse and worse, trying to get that camera steady on the couch. Baby is the size of a sweet potato. Or, 5.6 inches. I feel like most sweet potatoes are bigger than that, but I could be wrong.

19 weeks. Can I just say, these pictures are really hard to take. I have to set the camera on the arm of the couch, and then run, but it's difficult because 60% of the time, once I have the camera positioned perfectly, as soon as I get up from the couch, it topples over. Brad needs to get back from Florida ASAP.

19 weeks: Mango. At 18-19 weeks, I had really awful sciatic pain for some random reason. It might have partly been because I set up the crib all by myself, but that didn't start it. It was pretty painful though. I'm hoping it doesn't return, because, um, OUCH.

Here I am at 20 weeks!!! Halfway done.

Yay! I made it halfway there! So exciting! Baby is as big as a banana! Honestly, the scariest time for me will be between 24 and 32 weeks. Once I'm at 32 weeks, I will feel slightly better. I'll feel even better once baby is 38 weeks, of course. At least, I'll feel less worry. I'll likely feel much more uncomfortable. Also, this is when we got our ultrasound. My mother-in-law came with me, since Brad couldn't be there, and it was such a cool experience!

21 weeks and 3 days. I seem to really like this shirt... Don't worry, I don't always wear it. For example, when I sleep, I wear something different.

And here is my belly at 21 weeks. Claire is the size of a pomegranate.

Our baby girl

Here is what Brad gets to do...

So, actually, the above picture is slightly misleading. Brad got to go out on a boat one time so far while in Tampa. Mostly he has to get up before the crack of dawn, go to a hospital, and work on learning anesthesia, which they make as difficult as possible for him. He's so great, and I'm proud of him for working so hard, and living in gross/tiny living conditions while there. 21 more days. Woot.