So as I was making breakfast I cracked the egg into the garbage as though to cook it in there. What the heck!
Everything is crazy. Todd insist on calling me B-Ma or Bama, as in baby momma. I dont think its really set in yet but there are some funny things like him insisting on my not nudging him with my belly as to not hurt the baby.
But I have to admit I'm so scared of a miscarriage! What if its already happened and I don't know it?! What if we tell my parents and that happens the next day? I know it sounds absurd but 20% of all pregnancies end in miscarriage. I know its the way of the world but it scares me. Yesterday I wasn't feeling sick(likely because I had just awoke from a 2 hour nap which I didn't know I was taking) and it made me think, oh no! Maybe I'm not pregnant anymore!?
I mentioned my psychosis to Todd and that I had decided to go buy more pregnancy tests. I'm scared that when I get the sonogram next week there wont be a heartbeat. He said "listen up, you are pregnant. I'm sure you will know if you really aren't. Chill out. The stress you have is affecting the baby. So chill out and enjoy." About that moment, wham weird cramp and not hungry for dinner.
This is a roller coaster, and not the Harry Potter one I had planned on visiting in November.
Finance: 0
Food: Bowl of cereal, tried decaf for the first time
Pizza and salad from Mellow Mushroom with Todd post baby appt(positive)
Broccoli and Protein
Work out: 4 mile lighthouse run!
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