I feel so unlike myself. I've felt this way for the past few weeks, ugh. Between being sick, being tired and just not feeling well from the pregnancy, my time is spent lying on the couch or lying in bed. I don't like but I'm hoping for it to pass soon.
I am 10 weeks, 2 days today. Finally in the double-digit week marks, which was my first goal. One down, a hundred more goals to go.
My next appt is in 8 days, which seems like forever. It's really, really long in between appointments - 4 weeks! I'm starting to have anxiety about the appt, that I'll get there and something will be wrong. Of course, I'm trying to talk myself of out those thoughts really quick.
As far as symptoms go, my new unfavorable is my dog-like sense of smell. It's bad. Everything stinks to me - my house, my carpets, my dog, dinner, the car...even my shoes. Ugh. And the funny part is that the air freshener smell makes me throw up every time, so I had to take all of my Plug-Ins down. It's the worst of the two evils!
But on a good note, I am totally thrilled that I have not yet spotted with this pregnancy. Thank God. That's my biggest fear right now and this time in my last pregnancy, I already had. Whew. My tummy is starting to pouf out more, which is also amusing. My mother swears I look pregnant, but my jeans are still falling off my waist so I think she's wishful thinking. It's okay, I'll let her.
Come on week 11.
