week 6

Oh shit! I'm pregnant. That was my first reaction. The second, I should have listen to Heather when she told me to go to the bar on the way down to Makalapa clinic. Just in case they told me I was really pregnant.

But here we are. I am 6 weeks pregnant. Kim is sooooo excited, Kim's parents are even more sooooo excited.

So far, I can't say that I've had any monsterous cravings. I can't say that I'm starving or eating for two. Things feel mostly the same. Excpet for the fact that my tities are killing me! I can't take my bra off with out giving a little, "ooh!" or "ouch!" I have been so lucky to not having any morning sickness or nausea, but we shall see if my stomach holds up. One woman, and I won't point any fingers, asked me how I was doing the other day. I replied, "great! Morning sickness hasn't hit me yet" she felt the need to say, "oh, are you sure you are pregnant then?" I wanted to say, "bitch, you think I put up a forcefield around my tities and my period is just on a vacation becuz I'm not sure I'm pregnant? Get off the planet!" but what I actually did was just leave.

Other things I've noticed is my lack of sex drive. poor kim. He's noticed more than me, he's actually the one that pointed it out.

So week 6 comes with a bunch of fun things. One being that the baby in my uterus has a tail. Good things! The tail will eventually become non exsistant, but in the mean time I like to report that my embryo has a tail. The other thing that is coming is an Oncologist/Internal Medicine Dr. appt this thursday. You'll have to wait and read about week 7 to find out what happened there.
As for the moodiness and such, I like to think I've kept the hormones at bay. The only time I've really felt like grabbing a machine gun, was when i called WIC and they didn't call me back that same day. I WANT MY FREE GOODS!

Anyways, that's all for week 6. Just a little bit pregnant. I'll let you guys know what happens when week 7 comes around. WIC better call me back by then.

So far, 10 days sober.