Well, at 14 weeks pregnant I'm now showing with these two rascals.
The crippling morning sickness is better. At around 12 weeks I graduated from non-stop-all-day-nausea to "I feel great! Oh, hold that thought... vomit"
Most nights I still find myself very suddenly heaving for no obvious reason, but for the most part that's a vast improvement, and I'm counting my blessings.
Other notable things:
My pre-pregnancy pants are now barely wearable. They button, but not without effort or discomfort.
My belly button is increasingly less "innie" every day.
I've developed a taste for spicy foods, along with chocolate. The cravings of Donald's children, undoubtedly.
I'm irritable. Almost all the time. I just don't enjoy people.
I can barely breath when our Newfoundland decides to snuggle on me at 4am, and I have an (ir)rational fear that he's going to smoosh them at some point.
My previous preference for very light salad dressing has been replaced with a "ranch soup with greens" approach.
Donald gets very angry when I poke or jostle my belly. He doesn't appreciate my attempts at early sleep training, and insists I'll do brain damage.
I'm currently reading "When You're Expecting Twins, Triplets, and Quads", which contends (with profoundly convincing evidence) that I need to be consuming 176 grams of protein every day... which is my first official shortcoming as a mother, because that's a lot of protein.
And that's about it.