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It's about that time when I start to feel super duper green -- when the sun is just about ready to come up in Manila....From now until bed-time, I'll feel nauseated to the n'th degree, but i won't actually puke. I'm actually glad I don't puke because I want little zyggy to partake in whatever I've eaten so far...and it's been so difficult lately to eat.

I'm constantly hungry yet when I get food, I sometimes can't eat it. I'm worried that I'm not getting enough calories and therefore not enough nutrients, and I sometimes force myself to peck at whatever food is in front of me, but I often can't eat that much.

Believe it or not, I couldn't even finish my tapioca pudding last night -- and I love tapioca pudding!

I'm also getting super sick of fig newmans, but right now, it's the only snack i have at work. Yes. All sorts of foods are becoming unappealing. I'll love it one minute -- or at least think it sounds appealing, and the next i'll think it's putrid. Nuts. today's potatoes at Zachary's. Tamale pie. Bagels (oh, no!). Any strong-smelling food.

This morning, I had a banana and half an apple with peanut butter for brekky. Then, for lunch, I went to Zach's for a bowl of oatmeal and a side of potatoes (couldn't finish the potatoes).

Last night we read that today zyggy's fingers and toes are now separated (we're at 8 weeks exactly if the 10/11's ultrasound reading is accurate!). If zyggy is a boy, he's producing testosterone to form his little gonads.

Right now, I've got my money on zyggy being male. But, we'll see...!