Betsey Trotwood

I found out 8 days ago that I am pregnant with our first baby. I'm still not used to the idea (it was an accident, to be sure!), and even typing that out is very strange to me. I'm not very far along (in pregnancy terms, I am 6 weeks and 1 day along, although the baby itself is only 4 weeks and 1 day--isn't it weird how they count those first two non-pregnant weeks?).


My symptoms so far: an achy abdomen and slight nausea. The thought of eggs, sadly (as eggs and spinach have become my favorite breakfast food), makes me feel deeply ill. Aside from these symptoms, I feel very good indeed. I even went mountain biking last weekend, and felt like a rockstar!

Mom and I were talking about how, although we will be happy with the baby just for being itself, we (not-so-) secretly hope for a girl. Mom said she was like David Copperfield's aunt, Betsey Trotwood. If that baby comes out a boy, she's walking right out the door, she says. Ha!