14 Weeks and Change

Thanks everyone for all of the suggestions and support. Sometime this week, the nausea seemed to get better all on it's own...although I think I will be drinking more yogi tea just for the good taste (thanks Mimi).

I may have started nesting (isn't it a bit early for that) as our house is cleaner than it's been since the fatigue and nausea set in two months ago (or at least what feels like two months ago). Today I'm at 14 weeks and 4 days if you're counting...and I definitely am.

In the past couple of weeks, babyjama has entered into a new phase in her development. She no longer likes mama and daddy to comfort her when she is falls and gets hurt. She actually cries harder if we try to come anywhere near her when she has in any way bonked herself. I think it's partially that she's embarrassed when she gets hurt, and partially that she's just an autonomous person and wants to handle things on her own. It's a little bitter sweet. I'm missing the days when swooping her up and kissing her and cuddling her made everything all better...but alas, it happens at some point for everyone.

Also on the subject of doing things on her own, potty training has now taken that turn as well. She now goes in and uses the potty (when she is pantless) and then comes to tell me that she has done it. It's remarkable really. I've had several friends tell me that they want to ship their kids over here when potty training time rolls around, but I'm sorry to inform them that I don't think that this milestone had much at all to do with my prowess. The whole things was almost entirely due to babyjama's readiness. Okay, that sounds a little trite. What I'm trying to say is that I think she was wanting a little more independence, and I happened to stumble upon this as an outlet for that at the right time...It seemed much more like a fluke than parenting genius. I think I was more shocked that she was the first time she used the potty.

However, if you my wonderful friends insist on giving me the credit, I might just have to take them up on it. I mean, how often do you get to take responsibility for the accomplishments of another human being?

Honestly, I'm just enjoying the freedom of not having to do two loads of diapers a week (please don't point out that I will be doing them again in 6 months...that just isn't nice).

In other news, I'm celebrating my quarter centennial birthday this weekend*. It is chalk full of festivities (some of which are a surprise from papajama). Tomorrow babyjama, papajama, and I are celebrating together, and on Sunday we will join the rest of my family for more celebrations which will include the massive consumption of Indian food take-out from our favoritest restaurant, and presents and dessert. I love birthdays!

*In case you don't know what a quarter centennial is (since I made it up) I'm going to be 25.