Ugh, yuck.

This pregnancy is so different from LB's. I'm completely disgusted with almost all food. The smell of anything cooking is enough to send me running. The only stuff I can stomach is fruit and rice pudding. I've forced myself to eat chicken, but even thinking about that is making my stomach turn.

Fortunately, though, I do not have prurigo gestationis, or as I liked to call it, "the rash that wouldn't f***ing go away". For those of you that don't know what it is, it's a rash that appears only on your arms and legs, and it lasts from day 1 to about six weeks after birth. And it's itchy. So incredibly itchy. It only affects 1 in every 300 pregnancies (about .3%), so it's not too common. And, at least I didn't get the puppp rash on my stomach. But, I totally looked contagious. :P

So I've traded the annoying rash for all-day morning sickness. I'm not sure which one is worse. Probably the rash. But I haven't been able to stomach much, and I've actually lost about six pounds in the past month.

Based on these facts and my gut feeling, I just know that it's a girl. Which is too bad, because we wanted another boy. We already have boy clothes and boy stuff, so it would be easier. I guess she'll just have to wear blue all the time. Maybe we'll scotch-tape a bow to her head, like my mom used to do with me.

Hubby has been feeling pretty bad for me, so he bought flowers for me yesterday. A pot of gorgeous purple crocuses. They're sitting on my windowsill and remind me of spring in NJ. My mom used to plant them.

The house is a wreck and I already have baby-brain. I left for my appointment this morning and left the TV on, left Puppy's bowls out of his reach, and left all the windows open. DUH.

Ugh. I guess with this pregnancy, I'm just having more "typical" symptoms.