We went to Filabertos for dinner the night that we found out.
Luckily I wasn't too sick, or at least more sick than I was expecting, but man was I tired. Going to the grocery store would take it out of me for a couple of hours. If I woke up before 8:30 or 9 I felt awful all day no matter if I took a nap or not. I only ate bagels/toast with jam, fruit, fruit snacks, and goldfish for what seemed like forever. And pizza, let me tell you, was the absolute enemy. Really anything with red sauce like that seemed to just not work. I had a couple of dizzy spells, especially if I hadn't had enough water that day.
Now that I'm in the second trimester it seems like things are getting better. I haven't thrown up in a while with one exception. I told my sister in law that I feel like a person again and not just a blob. I actually cook again and I can run a lot of errands at once without feeling awful when I get done. Let me tell you though, no one tells you about this thing called stretching. I obviously realized that stretching takes place but man, not fun. However, with tylenol, rice heating packs, and a very loving husband, I have seemed to survive so far.
...I was going to upload a current week picture that Jeff just took on Saturday but I don't know where the camera is so more to come...