It's cool to be so in-tune with my body- I just "felt" pregnant. Fine. But calculating back (uh...how many weeks ago did I bitch out my husband for leaving a sinkfull of dishes?) I had estimated that I was closer to 8 weeks, not the 4 week, 3 day number the doctor confirmed today. So I might not have escaped morning sickness afterall...it just might not have arrived yet. Crap.
Double crap because I have to face all of those early pregnancy anxieties, particularly relevant to our situation. Since I feel so great, I'm now more concerned.
Dude, motherhood is the ultimate rollercoaster. Up and down, up and down... makings of nausea so fantastic that even peanut butter shakes from Sonic won't help. Now that's bad.
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