21 February 2011

Bionic nose

I've heard it referred to "Progesterone Poisoning"... luckily for me, morning sickness has limited itself to very inconsistent, and ever so slight nausea.  The hubs assures me I'm not any less pregnant for not up-chucking hourly.  Ain't he sweet?

So where's the evidence of my pregnancy?  My waist is long gone.  And the boobies, they've never been more prominent!  Oh, and I'm peeing ALL. THE. TIME.  We're to the point of increasing our monthly Toilet Paper Budget.  I've given up flushing every time. What's that saying... If it's yellow, let it mellow. Lots of mellow going on in our house.

Until I smell it.  And then all bets are off.  This is one reason for all of you superhero fanatics to be jealous:
I have a bionic nose.

I'm not kidding. I can smell anything. From a mile away. Before I knew I was pregnant, I was behind a car at a red light.  I knew they were smoking a cigarette before they ever threw the butt out the window.  It was disgusting.  A few weeks ago after church, breakfast had been prepared for everyone. From the sanctuary while waiting to file out- from 3 loooong hallways away- I smelled pancakes, sausage, and eggs.  I told the hubs that's what they were serving, and sure enough, I was right.  There ought to be a way to earn some extra income with this particular skill.

This week (#14) the baby's the size of a clenched fist, and by now the lil' nugget can do things like squint, frown, grimace, pee, and maybe even suck its thumb.

We've narrowed down a few really great name choices, and our favorite for a little boy is Angel Gabriel Bocangel.  Has a nice ring to it, don't you think?


  1. WOW!!! CONGRATS! I know what you mean about a bionic nose too!

  2. Congratulations!!! I TOTALLY get it. My sense of smell is SOOO strong this time. It was stronger than normal with Asa, but it's off the charts with this pregnancy. Matt is usually the one with what we call the "super sniffer," but I definitely hold that title in our house right now. So glad you're feeling well otherwise!! May pleasant smells come your way. :)

  3. Thanks for the congrats, Kim and Becca! And Becca, my husband David is the same way- he's the designated milk jug sniffer and mysterious smell discoverer in our home. I, however, have temporarily taken over that title.