At first, I thought this pregnancy was going to be a complete 180 from the one with Benjamin. But now? It's like reliving that pregnancy, except with slightly milder symptoms. I know it's not in my head either because I can go back and read my old blog posts about it!

* I have to get up every morning and dry heave before I can put anything in my stomach. After that? I'm usually good for the day as far the the puking goes, though the nausea will sometimes hang around on and off all day.

* I'm starving, often from early morning until after I've eaten lunch. The only difference is, it's not as consistent as it was with Ben. Like, for instance, last night? I didn't have to get up once to eat.

* I'm exhausted. I missed the premier of Lost last night because I couldn't stay awake past 7. :( (yay for Tivo!)

* I will probably be in my maternity pants in the next two weeks... (with Ben, I broke down at 10 weeks, after a day at work when I could no longer even rubberband my regular pants together) Oh yes, a belly picture will be forthcoming soon.

The biggest differences so far really have been a) every symptom I have is just a little less severe and b) the lack of heartburn/reflux. And YAY for that because that was so much worse than puking every day. I'm sure it will make an appearance later on, but for now, I'm enjoying my Tums-free existence.

Can you believe people have started registering their thoughts on the gender already?! *I*, the mother, don't even have an inkling yet. The general consensus seems to be girl. But that's what most of them said last time and they were all wrong.

It's so funny, because with Ben, I knew what I wanted. I wanted a girl and that was that. But now I have HIM and well, he's pretty cool. He's rough and tumble and wild and fun! So now, I'm torn. I'd really love to have either one. I DO want a little girl eventually... but it doesn't have to be this time. Plus, what will I do if she turns out to be.... you know...GIRLY?! How will I deal with that?! I also LOVE my boy's name and will disappointed if I don't get to use it... and I want Ben to have a little brother close in age. So really? I guess I don't care this time. Maybe that's why no real dreams about it yet? Having lost two also puts it in perspective a little. I'm definitely in the "let's just get a healthy baby out of this" camp this time around.

Oh no no no, that doesn't mean I won't find out. PLEASE. This is the queen of impatience you are talking to.