Yesterday after we were all done eating dinner Den shouted down the hall at me, “What does this sign mean?? Kate keeps doing it and saying ‘Ma!'” I poked my head around the corner and he showed me. It was the sign for “more.” We turned to Kate and asked her if she wanted some more food? She ran to her highchair, tried climbing in, and punctuated it with a yell. When we gave her some cheese she gobbled it up.

Kate does a lot of signs in response to seeing things or pictures, or when I say words. She’ll mimic things back at me, but I always have to ask her first. This was the first time she’d ever spontaneously signed at us in an attempt to communicate something she wanted. So awesome!

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I’ve started calling the baby The Alien In My Belly (TAIMB for short). It’s making me quite sick the last few days and every time Den asks me what’s wrong I moan, “the Alien hates me!”

Oh yes, the nausea has definitely kicked up a notch as the week progresses. The last two days I vomited up my entire breakfast without much warning or to-do, just dashed and puked. Despite me not taking my prenatal before bed nights are still not being much fun at all. If Kate doesn’t wake me up several times a night this nausea certainly does, and I’m flitting between the toilet and bed trying to decide how bad it’s going to be. Laying down is not helpful. (Then again, neither is sitting up.)

I have a feeling Kate’s going to be watching a lot of TV for the next month.

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Make that three days of throwing up breakfast. Oh I really am not a fan of the first trimester.