Six Weeks

       I have been encouraged to keep a baby blog or a journal in light of my new discovery, and since I have already filled all my journals and this is my new blog, I've decided to begin here. I learned only 6 days ago that I am 6 weeks pregnant, and since then my day-to-day life has changed somewhat. I have quit smoking cigarettes, and I am completely ashamed that I didn't realize my pregnancy sooner so I could begin to be healthier last month. There is nothing I can do about that though, so I will have to move on.
      I am focusing on my diet and exercise and appointments for now. I have noticed a considerable change in my stomach, which is confusing me. It says on many different sites that I should not notice a change yet. I've only gained a pound, and so this bloat is light, but that still makes no sense. I am trying to follow advice from these websites but all of them are different. For example, is black tea really bad for pregnant women? And what about fish? Each new opinion contradicts the last. 
       I received an ultrasound at the hospital where I saw the baby's heartbeat. It was merely a flicker of black and white within a little orb inside a sac, but it was more than enough to stun me for several minutes. Only minutes before I was unaware of anything changing inside me, and then suddenly they're showing me that this secret child has been forming without my knowledge and has already created its own major organ. Anthony hasn't acted quite as different as I have, but he is attempting to curb his shock and his emotions are bouncing radically around just like mine are.
        Unfortunately I'm the only one who is quitting smoking in the house, and refusing even to be around it. I've also taken a dislike to coffee, my old friend, and fast food, which is almost unavoidable in my pad. However I make a lot of lists and post them around the house, and hopefully this will help to stimulate new habits in my husband that will result in more healthy snacks and less cigarette butts lying around.
        I thought I would have more to say! I haven't been vomiting, but I have had considerable nausea during the morning hours and sometimes past noon. It has been increasing slowly for the past week, almost as if my awareness of the baby manifested the sickness. Sadly. I have not had so much as an inkling to rid myself of this gift from God, and I never will. I feel like I am a vessel through which He has decided to enter another one of his souls, and I have been blessed to take care of him or her until he can run free, little bob. I am excited! More posting in the future. Yay.