I’m Real Patient.

I’ve been debating for a week what I wanted to blog about. It’s not like I have many choices really. The main thing going on in my life right now is the pregnancy. I’m still awfully sick, but not as bad as I was 2 weeks ago. But still bad (don’t want ya thinking it ain’t bad!!). I’ve often wished I could go to sleep and wake up in March. Seems a lifetime away. 210 days until my due date. But here’s hoping to giving birth at 37 weeks again.

Last week I heard the babe’s heartbeat for the first time. 165 beats a minute. Lovely. I have one of those home fetal dopplers, and I’m trying my best not to overdo it. Listening once a week should be enough to make me feel comfortable until I feel regular movement.

I think I felt movement with the last 2 pregnancies pretty early on. It was about 17 weeks with the first and much earlier with the next 2. So I’m looking forward to that soon. Once the movements start, seems they don’t stop. It’s kind of freaky at first. Like, “Dude, something is seriously swimming around in me.” But, you get used to it. After birth, you actually start to miss it. When you hold your newborn close and they move their little feet against your tummy, you remember feeling that from the inside, and feel a bit sad. Or, maybe that’s just me.

In about 6 weeks, we can possibly find out the sex. Might be more accurate if we wait 8 weeks. But waiting requires patience and I have none. Who says you get more patient the older you get? Stupid head.

Right now, my symptoms are:

  • Nausea. Pretty much all day, but it lets up sometimes. Not as bad as when it first hit, but can still get pretty bad.
  • Constant pees. Like, too much.
  • WEIRD dreams. I don’t want to even get into all that. You may try to have me committed, dear Internet.
  • Strong sense of smell. I can’t stand the smell of soap even. My own body odor turns me off. Great.
  • Getting sick from eating. OR not eating. Doesn’t matter. *sigh*
  • Bloody noses. Oh yes, this is one of the sexier symptoms. *growwwwwl*

I’m just a barrel of fun ain’t I?

Tired of hearing about my pregnancy? Too bad. I’m knocked up and have 210 more days to deal with this shit, so I’m dragging you along.

In other news, I am working from home for a company that I can’t really talk about. Sounds illegal. It’s not. It’s a perfectly legit job and actually pretty fun and a good way to make some decent money. No MLM, no sales. A real job doing “computer schtuff.” If anyone is interested, I can get you the info.

Oh, forgot to mention. I set up one of those annoying baby pool things. You know, guess the gender, due date, weight, blah, blah?

It’s here:

So exciting right? Guess to give me something to check throughout the next TWO HUNDRED TEN days. No prizes. Don’t be greedy.

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