At 12 weeks I am...

...not feeling queasy!
...on week 2 of my 6 weeks of travel for work (don't worry, I get to go home every weekend)
...trying to recover from a day procedure (not baby related) without pain medicine other than tylenol, and not much of that either (call me crazy but the thought of my baby having a steady stream of pain meds just doesn't sound ideal)
...looking bloated to the point that people probably think "I thought she was a runner?"
...going home to visit my mom who wants to buy me maternity clothes...excited much?!
...so excited that my sweet and strong husband is building us a closet in hopes of getting organized before baby's arrival
...thinking about names and then deciding it will be easier when we know the gender...probably not
...loving chocolate milk
...head over heels in love with this baby
...loving every prayer that Tyler sends up for our baby
...and to end with the silliest thing of all, I saw baby shampoo and wanted to buy a bottle and sleep with it...really?

At 12 weeks I am thankful, excited, and blessed!