Things progress swimmingly.

Dr. Borow had me in for another scan today. The baby is measuring 8 weeks, 6 days, which is reassuring since I'm 8 weeks 6 days by LMP, too.

No significant weight gain yet--also good. But I've had to give up my running. This is distressing, especially since I had plans to continue (ok, create) my Broad Street Run streak. I don't get how it happened, but I went from easily running 10 mile hill runs four days before discovering pregnancy to barely huffing out a 4 miler. And my enjoyment level had plummeted from "woo hoo" to "oy vey." So either I'm a failure or my body is trying to tell me something. I'll go with the latter. It certainly preserves some self-esteem that way. I'm going to need some of that.