I just looked at my ticker and can't believe it said 10 weeks! Seriously, didn't it say 4 weeks yesterday?? Pregnancy is so weird. The whole first trimester you just keep wanting to get it over with so you are in the "safe" zone and start feeling better. The second trimester you try to get a lot done since that is supposed to be the "easy" part of pregnancy. By the third trimester you feel like you have been pregnant forever and wonder if you really still do have toes since you can't see them anymore, unless you suddenly decide the ability to breath isn't that important and you bend over to see if they are still there. The whole time all you want is to see and hold your baby. Then once you do have the baby you are sad because you have to now share the baby with everyone and you miss the little kicks that were all yours when you were still pregnant. You take the baby home, wake up in the morning and it's already time to celebrate LO's first birthday.
OK I'm done with my rambling for the day. I just can't believe it's already been 6 weeks since I found out.