A Perfect Blueberry
Supposedly that’s what I have growing in my uterus. Having not seen it for a week now, I’m a bit skeptical. I just don’t feel pregnant. I certainly don’t feel NOT pregnant either. I just feel… weird.
With Monkey, I was on a much higher done of progesterone and I was on estrogen. He was a fresh cycle, and I had over 20 eggs retrieved and was fat, bloated and sick pretty much from day one. There was never any doubt that I was pregnant. If I wasn’t actively eating, I was fetal position on the bathroom floor.
There was also fear of miscarriage as it hadn’t yet happened to me.
This time I’m fine. A little too fine for comfort. I really wish I could just start each morning with a good heave and know that things were moving forward. Instead my symptoms are slight and noncommittal.
I’m tired, but I also have insomnia. I will be dead asleep and suddenly have to pee. For the 5th time that night. And afterwards won’t be able to go back to sleep. I don’t really have food aversions. Well. Sort of. Mostly to… well.. all of it. Nothing will sound good except something we don’t have. So I’ll run to the store and get it. Then once I had it in front of me? No. That wasn’t really what I wanted either. I have managed to gain several pounds this way. Probably because I will then finally eat something and with the first bite realize that it the The Best Food Ever! And then eat too much of it.
Which will give me heartburn. Just mild heartburn though. Nothing bad enough to make me drag my ass off the couch and find the tums.
I have gained over an inch on my waist. And my boobs? Totally sore.
Everything is just… mild. Too mild. It’s unnerving.
I think that most definitive proof that I have that I am pregnant happened last night. I was sitting on the couch eating a large bowl of lime jello and teared up when someone got voted off Survivor. And there was hugging. Waaaaa!
I don’t know if I’m more embarrassed to admit to the tearing up at Survivor (which I haven’t really been watching) – or that I actually went to the store and bought, came home and made, then actually ate, Lime Jello.
It was delicious.
Maybe those girls on I Didn’t Know I Was Pregnant are telling the truth. Or? Maybe we won’t see anything at next weeks ultrasound. I’m equally prepared for both situations.
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