My husband is the cutest.

I had a craving for ice cream last night, and Mr. Malaprop ran right out to the store to get me some. He came back, darted into the kitchen, and emerged with a bowl of scrumptious Cherry Garcia Ice Cream . . . with a pickle on the side.

How adorable is that?

(I totally dipped the pickle in the ice cream and ate it. It was delicious.)

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thumpity-thump, little rabbits

We saw heartbeats last week, fluttering away.  Our doctor says that after you see the heartbeat, there’s an 85% chance of a totally normal, healthy continuing pregnancy.  Those are much better odds than we had for getting pregnant in the first place, so I’m going to cling to them and try to relax a little.

Morning sickness has set in, though I suspect it’s related to the whey protein shake I drink every morning, or maybe the folic acid I take with the shake.  It lasts for about three or four hours, then suddenly lifts.

Mr. Malaprop is convinced that I am starting to show.

I wish I could be more eloquent, but I was so exhausted on Thursday and Friday that I got no work done.  Hence I have a great deal to make up today.

Well, I can’t say it was entirely unexpected.

Twins. Just yolk sacs at 5 weeks, 4 days today, but we’ll do another ultrasound to find heartbeats next week.

New pregnancy symptom: shortness of breath. Of course, that might just be the shock.