The first trimester has brought along a lot of physical and psychological changes for me. In a lot of ways, I don’t even recognize myself. My emotions are completely erratic. My body, I look in the mirror and I’m like, “Who is that?” My waistline has definitely expanded. I’ve got boobs I never had before that have a highway of veins running through them. And my shoes are even starting to get a little bit small. But on the upside, my nails have gone from weak to strong, and I’m pretty much have a smile on my face all the time, which is just the best. I’m really excited all the time when I’m not acting crazy. I’m definitely tired. I’m sleep deprived – clearly, it’s preparation for when the baby comes. In the night, I have nigh sweats and wacky dreams and frequent pit stops, so I don’t get much sleep at night – which I miss terribly. Little bit of nausea for about a month, which I got rid of usually with ginger candy and ginger tea. And other than that, I’ve got a severe case of baby brain. I forget everything. Which is usually a bummer, but I also can use it to my advantage too.