Bleh.

I am feeling beyond terrible today. Almost passed out during worship at church today. After coming home and staying in bed for the rest of the day i thought maybe I could make DH a nice dinner. About ten minutes and I feel like passing out again. I get vertigo often, but this was so much worse. I hope it goes away by Tuesday, or I'm going to be no good at work. Also having some nausea issues. Foods are certainly starting to repulse me, pretty much anything with heavy sauce or major flavor. Toast, saltines and pretzels are my new fav. I guess the scale has decided it feels sorry for me, because for the first time in a week, I weighed myself today. And it says I am down 2 pounds. Yet my pants all feel a little tighter. And my bras are definitely tighter. So I'm not really sure where it went.

Today marks what I think is 6 weeks. Last night I dreamed little bean was a girl. I want a boy more. DH wants a girl more. My mom says its a boy, and she is always wrong. Guess we'll see in about 14 weeks.

Happy Independence Day!