Don’t get me wrong, I feel better. I’m not nauseous all day, most of the time. I’m not puking 2-3x a day. It’s great. However, I was told that, on the morning of week 12, I would wake up, refreshed, renewed, de-nauseated.

I didn’t.

I woke up, and puked in the middle of the night.

I feel much better now, and I’m praying that will be the “last puke of the season.” At this point, however, I’m convinced I’ll be going at it for the next 6 months. It’ll never let up again. Even after I have the child. I will be puking daily for the rest of my life.

Your baby’s hit the 2-inch mark (about the size of a lime) and weighs half an ounce. Her face is beginning to look more human. Her eyes, which started out on the sides of her head, have moved closer together on her face, and her ears are near their final positions on the sides of her head. Your baby’s intestines, which have grown so rapidly that they protrude into the umbilical cord, will start to move into her abdominal cavity about now. Her kidneys are secreting urine into her bladder. Her nerve cells have been multiplying rapidly, and synapses (neurological pathways in the brain) are forming. Your baby may have acquired more reflexes by now, including sucking, and she’ll even squirm if you prod your abdomen, though you still won’t be able to feel her movement for several weeks.

Your fig-sized baby is now fully formed — measuring 1 1/2 inches long and weighing in at a quarter of an ounce. His skin is still transparent, allowing many of his blood vessels to show through. Some of his bones are beginning to harden, and tiny toothbuds are starting to appear under his gums. His fingers and toes have separated, and he may soon be able to open and close his fists. He’s already busy kicking and stretching, and his tiny movements are so fluid they look like water ballet. These movements will increase as his body grows and becomes more developed and functional. As his diaphragm develops, your tiny tenant may also start to get the hiccups. Because he’s still so small, though, you won’t feel any of his workouts or intrauterine gulps until sometime between weeks 16 and 20.

Well, this week has rocked. Seriously, rocked. I’ve never felt so not sick. I got to see my little one and I’m not quite as tired as I was. My face is looking slimmer, while my hips are beginning to stick out like a table…I guess I’m not entirely sure how I feel about that part.

I did, however, have three nights in a row this week where I awoke at 2:25am and yakked. I have no idea why, and it really came out of no where. Hasn’t happened since, though.

I am so hungry. I need food. The moment the nausea (daytime…nightime is a whole other story) passed, I began getting hungry. Hungry like I have never been before. I want to eat pizza and dulce de leche ice cream. Correction: I need to eat pizza and dulce de leche ice cream. I know cravings are normal, but I didn’t expect them this early.

A few ladies on Babycenter have mentioned how “well meaning” people keep “mentioning” what they’re eating may not be the best for the baby. I cannot imagine giving such advice unsolicited, and were someone to say anything of the sort to me, I may have to kill them.

Although, I do understand that ripping a person to shreds with a piece of pizza in your mouth and a carton of ice cream in your hand probably isn’t the best look for a new mother, I don’t think puking their suggested health food of the day all over their car isn’t such a bad thing. Right?