Week six is upon us. I'm happy to report that I have no morning sickness yet, but just to be prepared I bought a jar of sushi ginger to chew on. Ginger is the best way to combat the nausea. Okay, second-best. EATING is the best way to combat the nausea. Eat a little and eat it often.
At six weeks, "Deuce" (our nickname for our number two baby) looks like this. Kind of like a manatee. The neat thing about that site is if you have Java, you can click on a 3-D rotatable image as well. Or, you can pop on a pair of 3-D glasses and look at the image like that. Pretty neat.
We are starting to think of baby names now, and my mother will be glad to know that we've decided to find out the sex of this baby. If it's a girl, we shouldn't really need anything new besides diapers and wipes. If it's a boy, we'll need a whole new wardrobe. I'm hoping to count on my husband's brother for this one since they have two boys.
No matter what, we're looking forward to being parents again. It will be an adventure to say the least. Aside from the poop, pee, vomit, crying, lack of sleep, and complete dependence of the baby, we'll also have the jealousy, anger, betrayal, acting-out, and behavioral and emotional regression of our older child. Ah, but such is life.
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