So many mixed emotions

I wanted to share a few more pictures from our week; I made chicken parmesan for the first time last night and it went so well I know I'm going to have to make it again. It was bright and beautiful at first, then a huge rather bad storm came in. I tired to keep mochi calm but she's never going to like thunder. My beloved is busy fixing things and trying to clean up the damage from the storm; I know he's going to be hungry and exhausted again, the least I can do is bring him lunch and coffee. Every morning is a bit of a struggle to leave each other, though we both know we're going to come back to each other at the end of the day. I had a quick and simple breakfast, one of the last muffins I baked and fruit was all I could stomach this morning. I smelled cheese the other day and nearly threw up, which is terrible because I love cheese and can't seem to eat it now. The cheese used to make the chicken parmesan was a test of will; the recipe called for it so I did it but felt sick to my stomach the entire time. I'm in my second month of pregnancy now and I think my belly is definitely showing a bit; I feel like I'm getting really fat and am trying to eat healthy, the muffin notwithstanding, so I have less weight to work off when the baby comes. I had a dream it's a boy and I told my beloved that, he smiled and said he's fine with either a boy or a girl so long as the baby is healthy and the birth isn't too tough on me. He worries it's going to be a difficult pregnancy but with the exception of the morning sickness and weird aversions I feel pretty damn great. I honestly think he wants a boy a little more so he can teach him to play baseball and things like that. He's going to be an amazing dad. I took the picture on the freeway as I was stuck there for at least 45 minutes, stressed out and wanting nothing more than to be home. This is the kind of shit he and I want to get away from and I thought that picture summed up nicely what we want to be free of. I tried on my wedding dress and veil this morning and loved it; my one complaint is that I'm going to be very warm in it as well as quite pregnant. I might be a beautiful bride but probably not a super comfortable one. It's a black dress and veil with long sleeves and a long skirt, and I have a lot of long black hair on my head. I'm going to be boiling, but none of the other dresses spoke to me. He suggested at least having the wedding in an air conditioned place so I don't get heat stroke; he's right. I guess that's it for now.