11 weeks

 Looks the same as 8, 9, and 10 weeks.  Sorry for the blurriness, but that's the kind of photo quality you get on a picture taken at 6am.

Weight is still about the same- about 1/2 lb less than last week- due to a more moderate junk food intake and higher activity level.  Compared to last week, this one has been easy.  I've felt more energetic and less head-achy and sick in general.  Getting out of bed in the morning is still really tough, but I can live with a few more weeks of morning sickness that's actually restricted to the morning.

Part of the improvement in running/ difficulty in getting out of bed is that it's cooled off quite a bit around here.  We're dipping down into the high 40s/low 50s over night, which is great for exercise and overall energy levels, but it makes the bed magnet even stronger in the mornings.  We pulled out the air conditioner last weekend because it was so hot, but that left us with a giant hole in the wall and no way to heat the apartment other than turning on the oven.

At 11 weeks the baby is the size of a lime - about 1.5 inches and 1/4 of an ounce- and half head and half body.  Not so cute.  On the plus side, the fingers and toes are no longer webbed.  This week it should grow another 1/2 inch and 1/4 of an ounce.  Because of the weird way pregnancies are dated, different resources consider 12 weeks or 14 weeks the start of the second trimester, but no matter how you measure it, every day is a day closer to being a cute pregnant lady instead of a tired, sick, fat lady.  I'm glad I only have one more week of work before we leave for London and I have my next OB appointment before I have to go back, because it's starting to get hard to wait to tell people.

This weekend is all about getting ready to go to London: checking AMT fees, checking on cellphone issues, hair cuts, printing out maps, reading tour books, and buying any last-minute supplies (thanks M&D Myers for the travel pillows, etc.).

We also have brunch baby shower #1 at Nostrano on Sunday.  This is a pretty snazzy place (owned by the brother of the dad-to-be) and not normally open during the day on the weekend, so it sounds like we're going to have our own private party.  Daniel better come up with his great invention sometime soon because I could get used to that kind of lifestyle ;).

And that's about it!  Have a good weekend.