So last night I was reading that the baby already has a heart beat of 80 times per minute, and everyday our little bundle of joy's heart will beat faster and faster.
An interesting part of pregnancy is my sense of smell. This week I can't even go near the refrigerator without smelling some of the worst smells of my life. I thought something went bad inside, but when I asked Paul to smell he didn't smell it. YUCK!! I felt like I could taste the smells of the fridge in the back of my mouth...barf! Paul has been so good to me, last night I was so tired I couldn't lift myself off the couch, so he made dinner and cleaned up for me.
So far pregnancy has not been as bad as I expected, I really thought I would be spending my days hugging the porcelain bowl. But I haven't. I think the hardest part of being pregnant is keeping it a secret until Paul and I decide to tell the world. I'm not the #1 person to tell a secret to unless it's super super important. I think the only way I'm still keeping it a secret is that we live over 3000 miles away from all our friends.
So far I've slipped 2 times and told 2 friends, but they are sworn to secrecy, and one of them knew we were trying so I only felt it was fair I told her the great news sooner rather than later, the other just had a baby so they know how important it is to keep it quiet until the time is right. I just worry that friends or some family might be upset that they were not one of the first to know. I guess I'll find out the answer to this when we make the big announcement in a few weeks. We're thinking at releasing the news the day I am flying back to Amsterdam, at that point I'll be 10 weeks.
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