Two doctor visits ago it was confirmed that I was 6 weeks pregnant. Saw my baby's heartbeat my sister came with me, it was wonderful.

Last Thursday, (two weeks after my initial doctors appointment, that confirmed my pregnancy) I had my official doctors appointment and it was confirmed that I measured 9w4d.

I am threw the roof. This is clearly a blessing! I miscarried just a few months ago @5w, while at work everything had passed in about a week and a half. I was angry, bitter, and I hated my job. I didn't know how long it was going to take for me to conceive again. It originally took me a year after I discontinued birth control. I convinced myself that I got pregnant to avoid the fertility clinic (I had one more month before I made the appointment) but I also convinced myself that because I told the universe I didn't want a Gemini, I didn't get a Gemini. I was messing up at work and everything after the whole ordeal.

NOW? I'm so floored, I can't wrap my head around the date of conception to determine how quickly I got pregnant the second time around. But I know this is a blessing especially finding out in so much farther along than expected.

Today I'm 10w. Although I was just so sick (barely eating throwing up everything in sight, even throwing up nothing)

This is the most beautiful I've felt. I'm hoping for a boy for my hubby (I have crazy nieces) but I don't care the sex. I just want a healthy baby.