I’m a little over 12 weeks. Baby is healthy and growing just like she should be. Well, I think it’s a she. And I don’t like the name Kate anymore. Baby is the size of a large plum. She has little fingers and toes and her heart rate has been in the 160s every time we’ve listened. All I’ve eaten the last two weeks are bean burritos from Taco Gringo. I bet my baby is born with the toots. I’m irritable but trying to not snap anyone’s neck that even looks at me……….which is harder than you think when you’re literally walking around with a human being growing inside you. The morning sickness, or as I like to call it – all day sickness- has almost been the death of me. My husband thinks I’m being dramatic. So I puked in his truck the other day. On accident. Smell ya later, first trimester. Here’s to a vomit free second tri.