on Monday, at my 2-week checkup, i mentioned dizziness, nausea and the fact that I was 2 weeks late. 2 tests later and it’s confirmed: i may once again, be a mommy. I told him on the same nite, and the drunkass laughed about it (thank you alcomohol, for letting people be jolly and not panicked).
I’m trying to not get too excited, cuz my track record speaks for itself. this will be my 8th (?) pregnancy and I don’t have any kids, yet. i’ve only made it to just under 3 and a half months, before, so I’m nervous and excited and worried and reading everything in sight (not to mention eating everything in site!).
I’m planning on about 40 lbs of weight gain, a double chin, the inability to wear bras comfortably and for morning sickness to end. I’m counting down the days until I’m out of the “danger zone” and start looking like a pregnant girl, instead of just some sick, skinny chick.
I can’t wait for January, when I can announce it to world, officially: I’m going to be a mommy!
