Wednesday, January 6, 2016

What the F@#$%%%*&K!


I'm back!


What up Mommas and Poppas!? Oy! I haven't been here in so long! So long! But here I am. Again. At 44. In two months I'll be 45!! And things have changed. For one thing I have changed. I am so much more...maternal. 'Cause I have a kid, yo. I am totally feeling the need to whinekvetchbitch, but... Ya know... It's not like life with a toddler was a cake walk.

So, what's a little nausea? To be honest. I'm thrilled. I am absolutely thrilled to be nauseated. Y'all may know that feelings of quease are very good signs in pregnancy. Not overwhelming, hyperemesis gravidarum-type sickness, but a little feeling of yuck? Very good sign. I know this from a little personal experience since this is my 6th pregnancy. I have only one child and every pregnancy in between her beautiful birth and this feeling of mild pukiness ended in a very early, rather painless miscarriage. And I never felt sick. I never felt anything really.  I never felt very pregnant. Is that a sign? Am I rewriting my own medical history from a very faulty memory? Perhaps, but i really don't remember having symptoms with any other pregnancies except one. My good one. My good good good one.

Oh and on more thing that i haven't gotten to see since my first baby: A heartbeat. This one is alive, and maybe once it grows a few leg buds, kicking.


That tiny dot is a fetus. Also my boobs hurt.