Week 8 Week 8 is when my morning sickness got a bit more intense and all day. I still never threw up, but there was a noticeable difference. I had to give a talk at church and was super nervous, not just to speak, but that I would get sick on the stand. My talk went just fine though which I was thankful for. The chickens hatched at the library and it was a mazing to watch. I coaxed one out while playing it the remix of Spooky Scary Skeletons because it liked the bright lights. I wasn't as excited about them as the previous year, partly because they were stinky and it was making me sick. On the last day of week 8, we had our first doctor's appointment. I was so nervous going in that we weren't going to see a baby, or a heartbeat. After some crazy schedule rearranging, Sammy was able to come with me which I was so thankful for. When the nurse took me back, she said it was refreshing to see a couple my age who was actually excited to be there. The midwife who did my...