Six. Weeks!  I am celebrating the small(er) victories.  But to me, to be six weeks pregnant is a big deal.  This time last pregnancy was a very bad day.  I have a long way to go yet.  But right now, so far so good.

On my message boards, I have  ticker thingy in my signature to show (well, approximately) how big baby is at each week of pregnancy:

Today is a new fruit (well, this time veggie) day!  Sweet pea! <3  (I’m realizing, that ticker is going to continue to work, so it won’t always say sweet pea!)

Nothing to report about today, otherwise.  Last night was a particularly crappy night’s sleep, but I’m starting to catch on that I have these every few nights.  So far, it’s not that bad EVERY night.  *knock on wood*  I wonder if my hormones get to a new level, then it disrupts my sleep, then I adapt, then the cycle repeats.  I don’t know.  So far functioning pretty well all things considered. 🙂  That’s what I thought around this time yesterday, about an hour before I fell asleep on the floor playing with S….