I'm 16 weeks today, and apparently I'm no longer having a baby; I'm making guacamole. Either one sounds good to me, although I think some people would be disappointed if the baby came out green and wrinkly.
Things are still chugging right along here. I'm getting a little more energy, and still no morning sickness. I feel so lucky to have been spared that loveliness. I'm in that really annoying stage where my regular clothes aren't really fitting anymore, but my belly isn't quite big enough for most maternity stuff. So I've been wearing a lot of stretchy pants or jeans held closed with a rubber band. Sexy, no?
I also feel like I'm in a weird stage where I should be doing more to prepare (I think "they" call it nesting). But then I think it's too soon and plus we don't even know the gender yet.
So it's all a bit of trying to take things slow and enjoy the ride. Lord knows this is the calm before the storm!