Stats...

Week:  10
The Good:  I am relishing the last several weeks (hopefully still have several) of sleeping on my stomach.
The Bad:  Still nauseous, dizzy (I guess this is from very low blood pressure, last time checked it was 84/58...eek!), and extremely tired.
The Ugly:  I guess when you get pregnant a second time (and probably a 3rd, 4th, etc,) you don't get the gradual "cute" belly that the first pregnancy gives you.  It pops all at once. Isaac reminds me of this every morning when he tells me the baby is getting bigger and bigger.  Ha! Oh well.  Also, I look a little pasty/pale.
The Hubs:  He is great.  Seriously.  I started getting pretty sick about 4 weeks ago and he has completely picked up my slack without complaint.  He entertains Isaac constantly, he cleans more (who am I kidding, he's been doing ALL the cleaning,) and he cooks more.  I am really, really lucky that he's been so sympathetic to my woes.  On the other token, I'd like to think he's really, really lucky not to have to be pregnant (at least for this phase, anyway!)
Big Brother: He knows now!  His initial reaction was SO cute!  He walked over, lifted my shirt a bit, and blew a big raspberry.  Then he "listened" and said, "Oh, cute!  The baby is laughing!"  Since then he has been adorably obsessed with the baby.  He kisses and hugs my tummy multiple times daily.  He gives me a play by play of what the baby is up to.  He says it is moving around a lot and talking to him.  What does it say?  "hi" and "goo goo ga ga."  Isaac insists it's a boy.  He immediately called it a he even though we told him it could be a baby girl or boy.  It's his "baby brother," like it or not.  He's been listing off our family a lot lately and it goes something like this each time, and in THIS ORDER:
Mom and dad, Skeletor, Tuffy, Tomato (our saltwater fish,) my toys, Abbie and Day-Z, our food, and my baby boy brother.
Silly boy.