Zzzzzzz...

I have never been so tired in my entire life..well, except for maybe that time I stayed out really late in Uptown..BUT the point is..that this baby, which is now the size of a grain of RICE for pete's sake, is taking ALL of my energy...
and my jeans don't fit anymore, so yes, I must be getting fat..

We had our first ultrasound yesterday and Will did great..well, after he stopped turning green.
"Am I supposed to be in here?"
"Yes, Will, you are the dad, you can definitely be here. Are you feeling okay?"
"I don't know..maybe a little woozy."
"You can't get woozy! I am the one who can be woozy! We can't both be WOOZY! and what is going to happen when I give birth?"
I am pretty sure he blacked out for a minute. NO he didn't, but I watched him closely.
Anyway, we got to see our baby..and it is SMALL..BUT it has a heartbeat..and we have a picture, and it made it seem enormously real, which is what I needed..
Will has been GREAT..I mean PERFECT..where did this man come from? Seriously another planet, I think..I didn't think there were men like this..and when it comes to the litter box..he seems to be doing really great..especially when he pulls his shirt over his head..this must help with the smell..I am not sure..I never changed the litter box this way..
ANYWAY..writing this has made me completely exhausted...so...ZZZZZZZZ....
I really hope I pep up soon..this is NOT the girl who lived in Uptown..oh..that's right...HER jeans would fit..
Here is me at seven weeks..I am not sure how many bare stomach pictures I will post..LATER ON..it could get scary..