I finally got the report back from the Dr about my u/s last friday. His/her heartrate was 126 which was perfect for how early on our u/s was. Our lil pea was measuring 2 days bigger than I thought I was so that was fun news. I am due 2 days sooner. That makes me 8 weeks tomorrow and I am sicker than a dog. I am nauseated or puking almost all day. I am sitting here at 1pm in PJs having eatin almost nothing all day, no shower, no work out, bleh. I just wanna feel better. This is brutal feeling so badly. I am glad baby is healthy, but really over this. I think our quiverfulness is going to come to an end. I just cant do another pregnancy, or well, I just dont want to. I am tired. I hate being pregnant. There is nothing fun or cute about this. I have no clue how much weight I have lost, but I am guessing at least a few pounds from not eating. I am still nursing Kenna a ton as well so sleep is non existent since she doesnt sleep through the night and I am just beat. She wakes up screaming 5X a night lately for nursies because of her teething. Thank God for cosleeping or I wouldnt survive this.