Hurrah!
The nausea, puking and fatigue are just about done! They still hit me occasionally, but it passes quickly. Last night I had a great burst of energy, put on some funky music, and danced!! My own living room dance party. Shaking my hips, wiggling out the tension in my back. It was so wonderful.

Belly dance, and other hip-moving movements are great for pregnant women, and I know plenty of women use those kinds of gyrations to get through labor. Just another reason NOT to be confined to a hospital bed!

Anyway, my belly is poking out more. It seems to have grown quite obviously in the past week. There's no denying it now...I'm no longer thick around the middle, but pregnant. It's pretty fun to not have to think about "sucking my belly in," and rather just let it proudly all hang out.

Still looking for a midwife...the one I want says she's too busy, but maybe can fit me in. I'm waiting to hear on that. The other midwife group I spoke with were very kind and competent, but I was not impressed by their 15-20% transport-to-hospital rate. Sorry, but if I'm paying a midwife, it's cuz I don't want to be in a hospital! Emergencies, sure...but 15-20% of women don't have emergencies! So that bothered me quite a bit. Let's hope for the best midwife I can find.

Otherwise, I'm having no wild spiritual pregnancy experiences. So far it's all in the physical realm. The critter's there inside me, but I don't feel it moving yet. I'm still more focused on getting good foods and exercise...the material world. There's a soul hovering around here, but I can't say we've been formally introduced yet.

Oh yeah, and I've got a craving for root beer, which I haven't had in at least 12 years. But we go for the high-end stuff from the health food store. YUM!

And that's the story so far!