New Discoveries.

So apparently Mexican food is not a favorite of the baby. I have tried to eat it twice (in two days) and both times it made me feel absolutely horrible, and even caused some vomit. / :
Pizza, another love of mine, is something else that little Sweet Pea is not remotely interested in. Apparently our taste is not the same.

So a friend of mine, Lara (which recommended Dr. Smith) also told me about a place in Houston called Peek a Baby. Apparently with my Dr's permission I can go and find out the sex of the baby after 18 weeks, rather than waiting until 23 weeks. The only downfall is that it is $99. I would really love to know five weeks sooner. Chad is "willing" to wait, of course. It really just depends on the money situation when week 18 rolls around, I guess.

My next Dr's appointment is on the 29th. I am hoping it won't involve them stealing any of my blood or drinking any disgusting drinks. I suppose I will just have to wait and see.

I have been looking at cribs online and unfortunately all the ones I am drawn to are a bit expensive. Maybe Chad will go with me to look today. I am overly anxious. Can you tell?

Tomorrow marks week 14 and I am bursting at the seems at the thought of meeting our little Sweet Pea. ( :