Not interested in eating

Very few symptoms of pregnancy, my cramps have become very mild and very far apart. I hope that is a good sign. We will find out when I go to see Kim the Midwife on Thursday. Normally the midwives do not see you until 8-10 weeks in, however because of my cramping and spotting, they want to see me. Everything I have read says that those are normal things to happen, but if Damon and I are have an rH factor issue it is best to know that early on- and of course, it would be nice to have "official" confirmation that there is something growing in my belly.

I am trying to stay calm and undetached just because this first 12 weeks are so perilous. Of course, I am not planning on losing this little one, you just never know- it is hard. I want to get excited and tell everyone- especially my mom. I want to know everything she felt and thought. But there will be time for that. I just gotta keep it together until then.

I have noticed a bit of swelling in my breasts, not much, and they do not seem to hurt... But they are fuller, not bigger, but fuller. I am not very interested in eating- I could be hungry, tummy growling hungry, and I cannot seem to think of anything that sounds good. I have been able to drink watered down apple juice, and about 10 o'clock I make myself eat a yogurt. I am not feeling ill, and I am quite thankful for that- but I am finding that I have to force myself to eat. THAT is a rare occurence for me. Eating has always been one of my strong suits :)

There is one thing that I am really enjoying about this time- I am not very good with secrets, but Damon and I get to keep this very special, very wonderful secret together. It is amazing and fantastic. I look into his eyes and they do this thing that is hard to explain... Whenever he is deeply emotional, sincere, or very serious, the iris become an amazing color. They "bloom" into a light greenish-blue and flecks of gold shimmer around his pupils. Last night, we were lying in bed and he looked me in the eye- His eyes were that amazing shade and I thought to myself, "I hope the baby has eyes like that." It warmed my heart.

So yes, this time with Damon has been a real gift. Though I feel that we are both trying to stay level-headed, I cannot help but feel the butterflies in my stomach when I realize he is going to be the daddy, and I am going to be mommy.