The squidlet is the size of a sesame seed.  That sesame seed has me exhausted, not into making or eating dinner at all, and giving my the hot flashes. Damn.

I just did some math, and knowing that I have 35 weeks to go, I wanted to know what was happening 35 weeks ago.  Funny enough, I was smashing my finger between the boat and the dock on our way to Crumple.  Even better, the 1st tri would have ended the day the fingernail came off.  So, I just have to get through that worrying time.

It’s quite appropriate, actually.  I babied that fingernail, bandaged it every day, worried every minute that it was just going to disappear and it would hurt and OH NO.  But no, it fell off after a trimester’s worth of weeks. Cool.

So far, tired, boob soreness, food weirdness, and headache and hot flashes. Sounds about right, right? I need toast.