Thank you thank you for your happy wishes and hurrahs and congratulations.
I am so very happy.
Yes, me, happy.
My 36 hours has extended itself magically thanks to my body being clearly under the influence.
My body cooperating with loads of sensations and daily changes (breasts feel odd and heavy today, belly bloated enough to be only in fat pants these days, low level cramping is common)
Nausea still coming and going with loads of lower level ick for hours at a time.
fatigue is insane and this morning I woke blue, knowing that unless I could sleep all day, it was never going to be enough.
Next ultrasound scheduled for monday morning (8w1d) in Brookline, so another sleepover sunday night. Gosh I hope this time we will sleep.
I made an OB appointment. With ultrasound (I begged shamelessly). April 5th. week 10.
How's that for spitting in the face of the devil.
(she says, throwing salt, turning counterclockwise, and walking backwards all michael-jackson moonwalk style)
scared out of my wits that this will end.
excited that maybe it won't.
The NP on monday told me to find an OB that she had a good feeling about this, to just choose and make an appointment. I think she could tell I wanted to cling to her leg (and an ultrasound machine) until week 12. LaraNoodle, the wonderful NP is the one who did my ouchie sonohystogram, and I think she is really great. I liked her a lot both times. I see her again monday and feel I am in good hands.
someday here people, it would be the coolest thing ever to be able to NOT always qualify everything I say or think with
as if I am tempting the devil.
I just want it to
And I would like Mo and Maredsous to get (and stay) pregnant too please. And Nic during her first IVF this summer.
Then there could be peace in the universe.