Tuesday, March 17, 2009

tuesday - erin go bragh

Hello, everyone! Happy St. Patty's day (or as my phone auto-corrected my tweet, 'St. Party's Day.') It's Tuesday and this morning Karen reminded me that we have a full nine days until we were told to test. It seems crazy that we should test on cd31 -- especially since last month only lasted twenty-six days -- but I suppose we'll know before then regardless. I am both far too impatient, and far too regular to not have some indication by then.

It was also brought to my attention that I posted about our reasonable consumption of alcoholic beverages, but did not mention that said behavior will cease upon the big reveal of our BigFatPositive. For all of you out there calling DCFS on me, please rest assured: I only meant that I'm imbibing until we find out.

In other news, I have been having the craziest dreams -- dreams about running and bizarro work dreams, and un-PG-rated dreams -- all very strange for me, but an awful lot of fun. Kind of like settling in to watch a bunch of movies every night. St. Karen is patient enough to listen to my dream recaps most mornings so I get to relive them a little then too. I have read a lot about crazy pregnancy dreams, but I'm pretty sure it's probably just crazy hormone dreams.** I did have some strange hot flashes yesterday, and felt dizzy a few times, but I am forbidden from looking these up on the interwebs, because I tend to look for meaning in everything from gas to lethargy (in case you hadn't noticed.)

**I should admit that I felt a strange sensation in my left big toe last night, sure that it was some pregnancy pimple that no one told me about. This is the length that my imagination goes to. I couldn't make this up, people... I took my socks off to inspect the area, and of course found nothing. Luckily, Karen didn't think much of my removing my socks, cause I'm not sure I'd have been able to explain this nonsense then.

That is all for now. More updates later, I'm sure...

1 comment:

  1. I did wonder why the socks were left on the couch this morning though. "That's weird Susan never leaves socks on the couch," I thought to myself.


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