I am exhausted. And today I had my first hormonal bursting into tears episode. Something made me think that I was a bad wife and I started bawling. Fortunately, I was able to realize that it was irrational crying and it didn't last long. I think at one point I was laughing at myself through the sobs.

I do believe I'll be in bed by 9:30 tonight.

The baby has officially graduated from an embryo to a fetus and is now the size of a green olive! What's the size difference, I wonder, between green and black olives?

I'm still feeling pretty good other than getting dizzy whenever I stand up from a lying position. I also think I'm a little more sensitive to smells. A bowl of milk leftover from cereal was left out for several hours, and when I saw and smelled it, it turned my stomach a little and Jacob had to dump it out. And last week I was making a recipe with potatoes, one of which had started to rot. They reeeeeked. And made me feel slightly nauseated. Jacob, again, came to the rescue and threw the ones I wasn't using into the dumpster.

Well, I'm going to hit the hay.