So I am going to blitzkrieg through talking about the first couple of weeks to get us caught up to where I am now (25 weeks).
This is me at 11 weeks. Apparently I felt the need to visit Middle Earth to obtain elvish medicine for the baby. Possibly also for myself as this is right around the time I felt like puking and then dying and then puking again, while dead.
PS – the balrog is actually really nice once you get to know it. We had tea. Fire tea.