I can't take it, I have to let it out somewhere.
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby!
OMFG- baby.
Can't tell anyone and it's killin' me.
About 1 month in, have first doc appt next week and I'm in denial at the same time I'm over the moon. The idea is growing on hubby.
A medication I take for my attention deficit is not proven safe in preggo folks, or so I read today, so I stopped taking it. Today is Day 1 without it. Dear lord I can't think straight. Maybe it gets better. Will ask Doc about alternatives.
Also discovered today that I can't stand the cinnamon ball candy that is in the jar on my desk. I popped one in my mouth and spit it out thinking "Who the hell eats that?!"
Jimmy John's #12 on wheat went down like I was a hungry teenage boy. WTF- does knowing I'm preggo make me act differently or just give me a way to justify it?
Hope McBaby's hungry. I've been soooo tired lately and maybe I'm just not keeping up with demands. I don't mind finishing my veggies for a good cause...
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