Uhm... I don't feel so good.

The first weekend of us being in Houston I was productive and got much unpacked. The second week I became very sick and tired. I began napping with Brennan and by the evening I was laying on the couch ready to throw up. That Monday a pregnancy test confirmed it! I am due August 7. Was this a surprise? Yes in the sense that October and November were very stressful months, and I only saw Briz every other week in November. We had been trying since the summer, but in my head I had scratched conceiving until after the move. I guess God had other plans. :)