remember me? small, fuzzy redhead?
yeah well. I have been in survival mode- sorry to be so quiet on the 'net, sorry to be so internal. I feel as if every iota of my energy is being spent and at night, I feel like complete shit. I lie in bed, hoping to sleep before I barf (no barfing yet), and then, after a few hours of insanedreamsleep, I wake up. and I am AWAKE.
I am just not finding I have much extra.
Tomorrow, we head back to Brookline for the night for the ultrasound on Monday. I have every hope that it will be fine and will be completely shocked if otherwise. This is good and bad, right? Good in that I inthismoment feel things are ok- since I feel so lousy. Bad in that if anything is wrong, I'll be totally shocked and blindsided.
Focusing on the good.
The twinging uterus, the weird transient sensations in my breasts and the swelling and bizarro queasiness that then vanishes.. and oh, the profound and utter fatigue....
yeah baby, please be in there, heart beating beating beating...