Tuesday, July 27, 2010


Feeling crappy. Yesterday the tiredness, weakness, general malaise hit me like a ton of bricks. Was in bed by 2130. All I did was go shopping at WalMart, wtf?
This morning 0400 came way too soon. Do I really have to go to work? Am I gonna be able to keep working through the next 7 months or so? Can I get disability for being crazy and/or lazy?
I'm taking the nastiness as a good sign. Really I am. I always forget how lousy pregnancy makes me feel. It's just... sooo... ick.
Oh yeah, and I'm old.
So very old.
How am I gonna find the energy to deal with a live child?
See? That's my positivity right there.

My future daughter-in-law asked me... 'Aren't you supposed to stop drinking coffee when you're pregnant?'
I looked her right in the eye and told her "I stopped drinking vodka. Small steps, my dear."

Saturday, July 24, 2010

So far, so good

Dildocam yesterday showed the heartbeat, crown-rump length put me at 6w6d.
No spotting yet.
Prometrium makes me so effin SICK but it's a necessary evil.
First "visit" mid-August. I had to laugh. I get to see the intake nurse and get my packet of freebies. I will put it with all the other ones. I honestly asked - again, like I did before - can't I just skip that step? Just set me up with the good doc and forget all the formality? Nope. Whatever.
Day by day, all I can say.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

We don't do 'normal'

If our calculations are right, confirmed pregnancy #6 is at 6w3d. No spotting yet, but every little twinge gives rise to a panty check.
Beta Hcg 20,982
Progesterone 10.2
Started prometrium last night.
Dildocam this week.
I'll be 41 years old in a few weeks.
G will be 47 if this one makes it.
The Boy will be 22.... Twenty.Two.
I could be a grandma. Instead, I like to mix things up a bit.
When (she) goes to the prom, we will be old, old, old.
For the record: unplanned, unprepared, unbelievable.