Well I don't have that much to say today, but I really wanted to get that last post off the top of my page as it was kind of bringing me down.
The excitement continues - nearly constant nausea. It's mostly only gone when I'm asleep, and sometimes when I eat. The gas is still unbelievable. I have been belching and farting to rival any college football team. And that doesn't even go away when I'm asleep. ;-)
My mother is completely out of her mind. She is already shopping for maternity clothes and baby items and planning when she wants to come to visit. This is all a little disconcerting. It just seems to me like she's getting way ahead of herself - a lot of things can go wrong between now and then.
Thalya commented about this on her blog recently too - she said: "What I’m finding hardest to deal with is everyone else’s unbridled optimism". I guess people who haven't been through IF just assume that every pregnancy is going to work out? Maybe they haven't heard all the horror stories we've heard? My mother actually doesn't know about my miscarriage, so that probably makes it harder for her to understand why I am not as optimistic as she is.
I wouldn't say that I'm feeling negative about it. In fact I'm feeling a lot more positive than I did in that other brief pregnancy. I am quite hopeful and positive. I just think I'm also trying to remain cautious, and not get ahead of things here. I'm taking things one step at a time. While I'm very happy and mostly positive, I also am not ready to shout it from the rooftops yet, and I'm certainly not buying baby or pregnancy items yet.
For me, everything hangs on the ultrasound on Wednesday. That's the farthest we've ever gotten before.