Nau. Sea. AHHHHHHH

Hi Reader! I am about to go in for an ultrasound tomorrow and it's the first one with a lot riding on it.  The doctor told us that the last time we came in (last week) that the fetus was not one weeks worth bigger than the week before.  So when we go in this week we are seriously hoping that the little bean has grown one week's worth.  He also told us not to worry yet, that he may have measured it wrong last time it was so tiny, so tomorrow is the day we will officially start worrying if it hasn't grown like it should.

That said, i have SOOOOOO many symptoms how could it not be growing?  At the top of the list is, of course, morning sickness, which as i'm sure you have learned from TV and movies, does not strike in the morning, but all freakin day. (However in my case, it is definitely worst in the mornings. I only actually throw up about every other day and only in the morning~so far!)

Did you know that nausea is a good sign in a pregnancy?  (Not that you should worry with out it, I'm sure you're fine!) Actually, the incidence of miscarriage is lower in women who have morning sickness and the more severe it is apparently the lower the risk.  At least, according to some dumb website i was reading. Don't believe the shit you read on the web!  Unless it's from the Mayo Clinic.  Who had the nerve to say, "Be sure to consult with your doctor before conceiving at your age"  F you, Mayo Clinic.

The most frightening symptom to date was the nasty taste in the mouth.  It really does seems to be exacerbated by sweet foods, so looks like pickles and me are gonna be good friends.  It was really only frightening because i read on the internet (Don't read the internet!) that a lot of women had it for their entire pregnancy and i was not sure i could handle that gracefully. I might be sitting in a restaurant and suddenly loll my head backward and moan, "Ew! GOD I can't stand it, even these pancakes taste like blueberry vomit!"  So better for all of us involved, it has abated.

It is seriously interesting how as a human being you can not only continue to accept and acclimate new unpleasantries, but you can actually be grateful for the limited number you are feeling on any given day.  Which i believe is the classic human condition.  It's pretty easy to be bored and crabby with your nice cushy life until suddenly you have a sore abdomen, painfully engorged breasts, the taste of another man's vomit in your mouth, nausea, exhaustion, racing heart palpitations and the olfactory abilities of a bloodhound.  On the next day if you just feel queasy and tired, it's a banner fucking day!

Also you might be super close with someone who had it so much worse than you.  I am. I marvel at two of my friends, one who nearly had to be hospitalized, and the other who was hospitalized.  They hung in there for 9 months (and a half).

So i'm fine.  I'm not going to be hospitalized any time soon.  i still eat. i can't cook much because if find the refrigerator offensive right now, but i did make a lentil soup on monday that continues to taste good.
Some things taste great one day, and are gross the next.  I've started to say things to my boyfriend like, "bananas bad today"  You know, why waste words?

The exciting symptoms are-very big boobs!  Very big and very full. My boobs look like they are 24 years old.
-amazing sense of smell-sure sometimes this is a very bad one, but sometimes it's hilarious.  Like yesterday when i was sitting around in the dining room with my boyfriend and my financial planner and completely at random i said, I smell pickles.  My planner said i think you are having olfactory hallucinations.  My boyfriend looked down and said very quietly,  "i had pickles."

And lastly for today, one nice symptom is telling people you are pregnant.  At grocery stores and gas stations and most especially your friends and family.  It's so nice to see and hear people just flip out with happiness for you.  It's kind of nice how we found out so early that we had to dole out the information to a few people at a time and with every passing week we get to tell more people!  That's lovely.

Update: not nauseous now!  Yay Pregnancy!

oy vey

So firstly let me introduce myself.  I am andrea and i am pregnant.  Yay! Everybody say yay!

Thank you, i too am excited. Or at least pleased. Or at least pleasantly shocked and terrified.  My boyfriend and i were trying to get pregnant. Or rather we tried once and to our shock and dismay it worked.  But you know it was kind of now or never because i'm 39.  I just turned 39 this week.  i look younger. Especially if you look at my disposition. I have the maturity of a much younger woman.  But my ovaries are 39 no matter how retarded i act.  What kind of a mature woman still says retarded. see?

So i found out very early.  i was only about 4 weeks when i peed on a stick. This is the stick! it still has pee on it!

So now i'm 8 weeks which is still very early. We haven't even told the wider public yet. Just our close friends, and our families, and now the internet.

It is soooooooooo weird and interesting and more than anything else I would really like to talk about all the strange shit happening to my body.  But you can't spend all your time telling your friends and family about the amazing difference between the dry heaves of pregnant puking and the dry heaves of college puking.  They really just want to hear the mushy stuff. Have you thought about what you are going to name it?  Are you going to  find out if it's a boy or a girl? Are you guys getting married?

but i want to talk about heart palpitations! and my amazing new sense of smell! And my enormous boobs and puffy nipples! And the wretched taste that i now have in my mouth all the time starting yesterday at 3 o clock!

So that's what this site is for.  i want to kvetch.  I want to complain!  I want toooooo bitchbitchbitch!!!!!!!

Who's with me?
(mp3 of crickets...)