Tomorrow i go to Vancouver for a few days, by myself. I am not guessing it will be too much fun. It is work related and I have a terrible cold on top of feeling pregnant. Maybe some shopping will cheer me up. Don’t worry Miguel, I won’t go too crazy and yes, I’ll bring you back a surprise. This is what I’ll miss
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I have a huge headache today. It is the first day of my new job. Total information overload. I second guessed my decision to give up nursing all day. I hope that tomorrow is a better day. 144 kilometers to think it all over. On a brighter much happier note, I am 8 weeks today.
It seems that being pregnant brings out the adventurer in me. When I was 5 months pregnant with Xavier I hiked the side of a mountain and at 6 months I went duck hunting. Today I went looking for salamanders with my family and Peter Freeman. Well, not that I did much looking. I don’t enjoy digging around old logs but it was nice to be out in the woods.
They say that every pregnancy is different and I definitely believe it. I have all day sickness. Doesn’t matter what time of the day it is I am nauseous. Yesterday, the doctor gave me some pills to take but unfortunately I am experiencing the side effects. Dizziness and drowsiness. Caught between a rock and a hard place. Oh well, side effects wear away gradually and hopefully so will the all day sickness.
The ultrasound test today confirmed that I’ve been pregnant for 6 weeks and 5 days.
Xavier is excited, even though he thinks those are drumsticks. “That ain’t no etch-a-sketch. This is one doodle that can’t be un-did, homeskillet.”