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I am very loved.

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I came home today and my home smelled like lavender & peach blossom
because my mother loves me and thought of the time I mentioned I want my apartment to smell nice when I walked in. So now it does.

Mr Smith came home with his cold ears and he told me he didn't turn on the heat in his car until he almost got home. I asked him why and he told me it's because he wanted to know how cold I got when I couldn't turn on the heat in my car. The fan belt is making that annoying squeaky sound so I told him this morning I just turned it off and the noise stopped. He doesn't want me being cold.

I am very loved.

Today was lame when it comes to baby symptoms. I am not nauseated anymore, but I have constant saliva that makes me want to eat and never feel satisfied. I know my stomach is full, but my mouth is saying more, more, more! I still feel faint sometimes, my skin isn't getting worse, so I'm hoping it'll get better.  I still feel as if things are fairly mild.

Every now and then I move at a weird angle or just sneeze and it seems like my uterus area will cramp up. Sharp pains, but nothing that lasts long.

It's about 4 inches long now, the size of an apple apparently. 
I'm supposed to be 5 lbs heavier, with a stuffy nose & worried about my baby's well-being.
it's true.

Here are photos from the weekend.


My lovely family drove 8 hours for the Clemson game and to spend time with us!










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