I need to count my symptomatic blessings right now. So here they are:
My boobs hurt and seem bigger.
I have to pee every half hour.
I'm thirsty. So thirsty.
10 pm is my cutoff for the day. I'm in bed no later than 10:30. I'm pretty much useless by 8 pm.
I get to the end of my plate of food and could very easily hork down another helping. Sometimes I do.
If the toilet lid is up and I have to touch it to put it down, if the bathtub is even slightly dirty, if I find ants anywhere in the house I am supremely grossed out. Like I am freaking out I am so abnormally grossed out.
Gag reflex is on high alert. See above symptom.
Weird smells make me want to hork. Weird smells include basset hound, poopie diapers of any degree, and coffee breath. They all smell the same, by the way.
And last but not least, a good blood test. A confirmation. A scientific one.
I needed to be positive right now. I need to balance out the fear of going to the bathroom and discovering that I'm miscarrying again. There are good signs here.

Me too...
Posted by: Emily | Thursday, February 11, 2010 at 03:14 PM
Waiting to hear another good sign from the bloodwork today! Crossing fingers.
Posted by: Morgan S. | Thursday, February 11, 2010 at 01:15 PM