I'm sitting here in mental anguish, anxiously awaiting a phone call from Arlene the nurse so that I can know what my levels are. They should've been back this morning, but they weren't and of course that makes me paranoid and worried. I've had no morning sickness today, and that worries me too because it's basically been non-stop since last week. I hope everything is okay.

I had a bad night last night. My heart rate got up to 106, and my blood pressure was sooo low early this morning. Both things are normal in early pregnancy (information courtesy of the crochety cardiologist on call), but because of my ongoing issues I'm lucky enough to get to experience things a little more than the average woman. Yay. So while the average pregnant woman may feel her heart beating in her chest, I get to feel mine pounding throughout my entire body like it's getting ready to launch into space. While the average pregnant woman may experience a blood pressure drop to 90/70, I got to feel what 75/52 felt like this morning. Surely it's what you feel like when you're DEAD.

I downloaded (read: stole) a ton of classical music yesterday so that I can listen to it and make Cletus the Fetus (we must find out the sex as soon as possible so we can stop calling it Cletus) listen to it (even though there are no ears yet). It's supposed to relax me, supposed to relax the baby (again, no ears yet), and it'll piss off the crazy Mexicans. Speaking of the crazy Mexicans, we're hoping to be out of here by May 1st. Please, God - let some money drop out of the sky so that we can move. Please? Maybe it would be easier for you to just kind of make it materialize in the dusty, rarely used, cobweb-y space at the bank reserved for our savings? I mean, whatever's easier for you, 'cause I know you're busy.

In other news, and in the spirit of too much info, I'm leaking.....and it's normal. Blahhhh.

More bloodwork today - won't find out the results until tomorrow, but we expect everything to be A-OK. Our first appointment with the doctor and first ultrasound are both next Friday the 10th. How exciting! :)

My pants are a wee bit tight already - not sure if it's because things are slowly starting to grow already or if it's because I've increased the amount of carbs I've been eating, therefore making me pooch out a bit. Hmmm. I'm feeling fairly nauseated today, but I don't mind...if it were the flu then I'd be complaining and having a pity party, but this isn't bothering me. Yet. I still feel like I'm not eating enough, though, and I hope Cletus the Fetus isn't starving.

Will's birthday was yesterday. We met 2 days after his birthday in 1998, and this year we find out we're pregnant 2 days before his birthday. Kind of funny to us. I think the cats can sense something going on - they've been very clingy over the last 2 days.

I find that I've been walking around with a new sense of entitlement, and I've caught myself smiling for no apparent reason. For those of you who know me well you know that I don't smile often. :) I like how this is making me feel. I can only anticipate it getting better as time goes on and things like heartbeats and the sex and a belly come into play.

Went to the gym for the first time since the big news today. Highly unproductive and got pretty tired out pretty quickly. We spent the day walking around the city and with my breaking from raw and eating various bagel-y and bacon-y things. Thumbs up on the bacon, but down on the bagel. It's fun figuring out things that I can eat and things that aggravate the morning sickness (which, by the way, is not limited to the morning at the moment). Told Debbie this morning - she was very excited. Our babies will be the best of friends, of course, and it would be nice to move back upstate to be around our friends again. It makes me excited when I hear someone get excited and happy; a few people have made me feel so good when I told them - makes me feel like they have my back or something, and a feeling of safety is incredibly comforting right now until we get to talk to the doctor.

Feeling crampy today. I guess that's normal. If I had to go by the way my abdomen feels today I would guess that I'm maybe 5 or 6 weeks instead of 3 or 4. Could be more, could be less. I don't know what the hell I'm talking about so I can't wait to find out! We started talking today about all of the things we'll need. I don't know how we're going to do it, but Debbie gave me the wise advice today to not worry about anything unless I have something to worry about and to just enjoy the experience. I shall try my best to adhere to that.

A shower, jammies, and the couch await for now...

I'm WHAT?

So apparently I can't count. I've been tracking my ovulation for about 8 months now. A few months back I was so convinced that I had it down to a science that I told Will I wanted to nix the Trojans and tempt fate. I guess it really only does take 1 time. Who knew?

I guess I should've kept it in my pants.

hCG as of 2/24/06 - 322
Progesterone - 29.7

Next level check - 2/27