I'm oh-so-late with this week's entry, but I've been very busy sleeping. So, above you will see the 8 week tummy -- little Cornelius is about the size of a kidney bean now and still located behind my bladder. For those of you who are blissfully unaware of how pregnancy weeks are figured out and are questioning how this thing that was concieved 6 weeks ago is 8 weeks old, the answer is that pregnancy is just wierd. Well, it's a little bit more complicated than that: pregnancy is counted from the first day of your last menstrual period -- not from the day of conception. I'm guessing that doctors and the like count from this day because it's a bit easier to pinpoint menstruation than ovulation.

The past week has been a lot of the same (all-day sickness, exhaustion), but a couple of fun things have happened. Number One: I knitted the cutest little sweater ever. Number Two: Terrence and I went to an orientation session at the birth center in Eugene, and we've pretty much decided to go with a midwife instead of an ob/gyn -- the only thing that might change is if the pregnancy becomes "high-risk" because of something silly like twins or high blood-pressure. We're pretty excited about the birth center route -- I'll be able to eat and drink and walk around during labor if I like; if everything goes well, we'll only be at the birth center for a few hours after birth; the midwives make a house call for the first follow-up exam; and the cost is about 1/3 of a hospital birth -- fortunately we have insurance, but we still have to cover a certain amount, about 20%, I think.

Yeah, my brain is not working well this past week, so I can't really think of anything else to write today. But since this entry is so late, you won't have to wait a whole week for the next one!